I assume that God's love is much like mine- and the love of others that I've experienced. I bring Him to a human level because I can understand human love. I understand love that wounds, withholds, manipulates, and errs. I understand love that fails in spite of good intentions... However, I don't understand the love of God because it does none of those things.
I must admit that the past few months have been a horribly dry season in my spiritual life. It has not been a bountiful season. I've been praying, but feel as though I am gaining no ground. I've been searching the word, but receiving no revelation. I've been struggling with doubt, fears, and frustration with a God whose ways I adore, but do not understand. And because human love fails, my first instinct is to assume God's love has failed as well. I question His choices. I question His sovereignty. I question His love and provision. The faith that I claim flies out the window as I begin to wonder if God is really even paying attention...
However, I believe that God uses these seasons to cultivate faith, commitment, and a quiet sense of trust. I cannot always have the answers. I cannot always know the mind and will of God. I must learn to rest in His arms as He carries me. I MUST learn to trust that He is working on my behalf, even when I struggle to hear His voice. I must stop reacting to my feelings and emotions, and learn that perfect love (God's love) casts out fear- I need never worry that His heart is not inclined toward me. I am safe as long as I am His... What a perfectly comforting thought!
And on a completely random note: I have been taking pictures GALORE lately. Most recent: Miss Faarah's one year pictures!!! She's such a sweetie! Have a look-see at a few of my favorites!
