Rock Promises Assured

Walking it out. I find myself angry at times, I threw a chair and said outrageous angry things. Ugly things evil things.

Father, you know those moments when expression errods and pure humanity kicks in. Those moments in between speech, truth, present, and going. The volcano that gets stuck somewhere. I know that I am sincerely blessed even though the treacherous wicked try to convince me otherwise. I know that You are who You say You are, my Abba. The very reason for everything. In these moments of anger I see the carnality of it all. How we place so much of our lives reacting to things we cannot control. All this further brining us closer to You.

I know it's true that in my weakness Your strength is made perfect. The daily annoying deeds of wicked human beings wondering if I care or I should care ?

I find myself perfectly loved by You secure. I know in this anger and truth their You are. I know I am growing into what You made me to be even if I cannot perceive it. Even if I cannot perceive You I know You are here. I rest assured in everything You say. Forever Your student. Never exhausting You. The world crashes and attempts to come in at opportune times. They capitalize on pain normally we call it strategy. It does not surprise me, it is an odd thing. A human thing.The world turns and time passes. I have heard interesting things about us lately, shameful things done in secret and the open. It doesn't surprise You and I sit firmly in Your love, the blood of Jesus, Your Word, and Your beautiful promises. I love the way Your promises light up Heaven and the earth. I love when we receive them and are filled with the deepest of joy. To know who we are and how loved we are beyond measure. Like wow You know me You created me. When the world as we know finally makes sense. A breath of divine clarity that makes 19 years seem like a breath. I love the way promises test us. As we journey into them and through them. All the undertones in between the parts of our lives maybe our calculators or best plans didn't account for. This is Your way. You are faithful. We are forever changed in a moment. The Rock I lean on everyday. That pushes back literally everything. Anchored in this dance. Somehow knowing this part is just as important as the part the lights up all things. Tragedy is something else. Even in it with all it's edges and imperfections. I know it's not You, if that makes any sense. Your love is more real to me. If I can't stand You will for both of us. You will carry me glory to glory. You are my rock and I am more assured of Your love and affection for me. Loud voice, no make up, clothed in me. Just as I am. Just as You are. That is more than enough.

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