My day started out with a ride in a 4 seater with my friend John Allen, nurse anesthetist extroadinaire. It was a wonderful ride. To look down and view God's creation. I'm always awed being up in the air and looking down. The older I get, the more I have a hard time understanding why people don't believe in God. His creation speaks out-from the cellular level to the amazing greatness of the mountains.
My mind and my heart battled through some tough things the last month. God is reminding me that He is God and I am not-like so many times before. I choose to trust, despite what I feel sometimes. Faith built on truth, not based on our emotional state. I need a constant reminder of this.
I love the music group "Starfield". The words of the song is spoken from the contrite heart. One of my favorites....
Unashamed
I have not much to offer You
Not near what You deserve
But still I come because Your Cross has placed in me my worth
O Christ my King of sympathy, whose wounds secure my peace
Your grace extends to call me friend
Your mercy sets me free
And I know I"m weak
I know I'm unworthy to call upon Your name
But because of grace, because of Your mercy
I stand here unashamed
I can't explain this kind of love
I'm humbled and amaze
That you come down from Heaven's heights and greet me face to face
Here I am at Your feet
In my brokeness complete
In my weakness, I find strength in God.
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