12 “Yet even now,” declares the Lord,
“return to me with all your heart,
with fasting, with weeping, and with mourning;
13 and rend your hearts and not your garments.”
Return to the Lord your God,
for he is gracious and merciful,
slow to anger, and abounding in steadfast love;
and he relents over disaster.
Would that I believe the Lord is slow to anger, abounding in steadfast love. He isn't waiting to punish me, and He doesn't view me merely as a screw up who wastes His time. He sees me in my place of most desperate need, meeting me there and singing love over me. Precious, precious love.
Love.
What's This?
I am in love with Jesus. His Word (the Bible) is the Bread of Life. As I seek to surrender to Him in my Foode Fight I am desperate for the spiritual nourishment that only the Bible can inject into my lifeblood. This is the sole way I can finally surrender to Jesus and have victory over the habitual sin in my life.
