But God

The past six weeks I've had quite a lot of time to think and talk to God and pour my heart out to Him about so much. My struggles, hopes, gratefulness, questions for the many people near and dear to me and for things like the upcoming elections, the Syrian refugee crisis and big things I can be callous to and turn away from. But for the fact that God wants what breaks His heart, to break ours.
But God.
I'm in awe afresh that He wants to hear it all. 
How He wants to hear everything about our lives though He already knows. How God loves the world so, so much, and every single life is to be valued. From conception on down to the convicts in prisons for their crimesAt every stage from conception. Every living, breathing person in this world, God loves. And yet He has time for me and cares as much about me as He does about the little Syrian children without a home. About the Christian converts in India who are being persecuted and outright killed for converting from Hinduism to Christianity.
But God.
As the old Sunday school tune goes--He holds the whole world in His hands. He holds the fate of the USA thru the upcoming election and every one after. He's got every nation, state, village and person. He wants not one to perish. Which is why He tarries. Yet a thousand years is like a day to Him...
But oh, Lord Jesus, come.
He holds each and every one of our hearts. Our finite minds were not created to fully understand such an incredible, infinite God with such fathomless love and sovereignty and sheer power.
I was reading through Job last week and God's response to Job rendered me speechlessly convicted.

Then the Lord spoke to Job out of the storm. He said:
“Who is this that obscures my plans with words without knowledge?
Brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer me.
“Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?
    Tell me, if you understand.
Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know!
    Who stretched a measuring line across it?
On what were its footings set, or who laid its cornerstone—while the morning stars sang together
    and all the angels[a] shouted for joy?
“Who shut up the sea behind doors when it burst forth from the womb, when I made the clouds its garment and wrapped it in thick darkness when I fixed limits for it and set its doors and bars in place,
When I said, ‘This far you may come and no farther, here is where your proud waves halt’?

The whole passage is God calling Job out on his pride. I love though that God spoke to Job out of the storm, or in some versions it reads whirlwind. Not only that literal storm/whirlwind, God spoke so clearly to Job in a rough storm of life.
Just as He's done with me of late.
He is God. I am not.
I'm done taking things for granted.
There is so much to be grateful for.
Even on the days when I struggle and cry for these huge limitations, albeit temporary, I know He sees. He puts those tears in a bottle. He loves me through it all. Every emotion, struggle, trial, test of faith. Not only is all this God's taking me thru prepare me for something yet hidden down the road, but it's all drawing me nearer to Himself.

Spirit, lead me where my trust is without borders.
Let me walk upon the waters wherever You may call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger in the presence of my Savior
Meghan M. Gorecki
Meghan M. Gorecki

Words, history, and grace color my days here in The Burgh where I seek out the perfect coffee and red lipstick.