All the
families will be HIS.
Families with crying babies, absent spouse, incompetent parents, ill or disabled member…families that are mourning the death of loved ones, struggling financially or settling into a new life. Name them. Name the brokenness or neediness that you have heard about families.
Regardless
of the lists that you have made, all families will still be HIS. God
proclaimed.
No
longer lost, condemned nor abandoned. All the mourning will turn into joy.
There is
HOPE. Why? Because He is good and He loves (v.3).
Again, I
have the need to rush through this verse. It’s not about not believing HIS
power of redemption or fulfilment of His promises, it’s about L.O.V.E.
Perhaps I am too cautious to be loved and to be drawn? I would rather focus on background of the scriptures and virtues or deeds I should pursuit. But love? I shrug my shoulder and think, please don’t exaggerate or try to fool me.
Yet, Again. He invites and says, Look at what I have done.
I stop.
I gaze upon the cross again. No longer the pursuer but merely becoming the recipient.
I let go what I hold tight in my hands…to welcome the everlasting love and unfailing kindness.
May I
rest upon this truth. Again and again.
Je lâche prise sur ce que je tiens fort entre mes
mains pour m’ouvrir à l’amour éternel et la bonté inépuisable.
Que je me repose à jamais sur sa vérité.
Esther
Ting Sing See
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