I often wonder why God isn’t good enough in my life.
It’s not that I purposefully take over, or pull back, or even miss bringing my day to Him at all. I want Him to be in control. I’m a mess. I want to be drawing near, and pushing in. I’m no good. I want Him to hear about my highs and lows. I’m a burden.
The desires don’t match up with the words I continually bring into the conversation, and then I look back and often question what’s holding me back?
I don’t think I’m unique here. I love the Lord. Truly. But am I trusting Him fully with my day. Not even close.
Here’s the great thing. He loves me anyway. My perfect and patient God loves me anyway.
That truth trumps everything else. And I hope you can come to the end of your day, fall short, and still feel the love of your perfect Father.