Day 17 - Proclaiming Provision

As moms, we want what is best for our children.  When they skin their knees, we clean their wounds, place band aids on them, and kiss them to make them better.  When they don't understand, we speak to them on their level, choosing our words carefully to bring understanding to their little minds.  When their feelings are hurt, we cater to them, doing their favorite things, hugging and kissing them to make them feel better.  As moms, we love our children to the point that we would do anything for them. We want them safe, happy, and healthy.

Think about how much you love your children.
Is there anything you wouldn't do for them?

Now, think about this.

God loves you more.

Yes, He loves you more than you love your children.

That simple fact simply amazes me.  I can't wrap my mind around it. 

I've sat beside my kids while they were sleeping in there beds or held them outside in the rain during a "breathing spell" and just thought of the love I have for them, my hopes, dreams, and prayers for them. And then God whipsers to me, "I love you more."  Immediately, I am brought to tears.  It is a simple truth I can't comprehend.

As a mom, I mess up. A lot.  But God never does.  His love and his ways are perfect.  When my children are broken, I do what I think will help them.  When I am broken, God does what he knows will help me.

We do our best to make provisions for our children.  God has made the perfect provisions for us.

We tell our kids, "You ARE going to...."  God tells us, "I am offering you...."  He gives us the choice to accept his gifts.

I thank God daily for Jesus Christ and all that he has to offer.  Whether I am broken by another or by my own doing, clouded by the lies of Satan,  or bound by the chains of unconfessed sin and worry, God offers me a way out.  I just have to ask.

My prayer for today is:
Heavenly Father, thank you so much for sending your Son Jesus for me.  I admit God that I sometimes get myself into a mess. I am sometimes led astray and blinded by Satan. Lord, I thank you for the simple fact that through Jesus, I can be made whole.  I thank you for the time you have given me.  May I be like Esther and remember that you have placed me here for such a time as this.  May I not waste a moment of this time. That I spend it in ways that bring honor and glory to you. Amen.