Love

Love...what does it mean to you? To me it means many things...I love my kids, my car, my Savior, just to name a few. We Americans have many names of love, but today I speak of the Father's love for us.

I woke up just like I do every weekday...3 am, stumbling in the dark to get ready for work. Once I was on the road I began to think; which sometimes can be very dangerous, although I've learned to weigh it with the Word. So as I'm thinking I pass the hospital that was the last place Doug was alive at...which throws me into a tail spin of sorts. I begin to think of the last few moments, of sitting there next to him pleading with God to raise Doug, and then of saying, "not my will but Yours, oh Lord". That last thought reminded me that God is in control and although I may have moments in this 'storm' HE'S GOT IT!

So, I have my moment.

But it gets better. All morning all I've heard is songs about how He is in control, songs of 'beauty from pain' (superchick), of 'fields of grace' (big daddy weave), and oh so many more! And reminders in devotions of Immanuel - GOD WITH US!! I felt like a princess all over again; you see in the beginning of this storm I felt so wrapped up like a princess in His arms and today He was reminding me of that feeling!

He loves us, OH HOW HE LOVES US! Don't let a storm steal that joy from you, don't let the storm destroy you, for He loves you! When those storms come (because they will) REMEMBER Whose you are! We are all children of the Most High God with the authority to ask ANYTHING in His name! Does that mean that we will get it? No, but He hears us and even if the answer is "No" (as in my request of raising Doug), the answer doesn't come with a "figure this out for yourself", it comes with a mighty arm that's attached to a big should that we can cry on and be carried for a while.

He loves us...