Monday, December 2, 2019
Last night in San Diego
It’s our last night in San Diego and I’m laying awake in awe of the kindness of my God tonight. Seeing the Pacific Ocean as we made our way down from LA, my heart felt full with the sense of coming home. I only lived in La Jolla for 3.25 years, but it was where I was born again, made a new creature in Christ.
I think about who I was, and what the Lord has done since 2012 when a self-obsessed high school senior became a grossly prideful freshmen in college. How He had such mercy on a wretched girl, to make the Word of God sweet to her, and to open her eyes to the source of her idolatrous filth, her very own being. How He freed me from unbelief and slavery to sin, and enraptured my heart with a glimpse of the glorious Christ.
The 4 years since I left my beloved La Jolla have seen both the most painful and most joyful moments in my life. God has tested me, and by His mighty hand has led me through valleys and up to grand viewpoints of His goodness. He has done it for my good and for His glory. He has granted me the undeserved privilege to be sanctified as a wife and as a mother. He has stripped me of myself, and to my delight has made me just a teeny bit more like His Son.
What a gracious God. What a kind Father. I praise you Lord, not only for what you’ve done, but who You are. Holy, glorious, magnificent, awesome. All glory, laud, and honor unto you.
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