My heart is unbelievably fickle, and I’m a terribly depraved sinner saved by complete grace. I wholly lean on Jesus’s name, because trusting in myself is the absolute worst thing I can do.
God wasn’t supposed to give me dinner the day that I didn’t get to go to dinner at the cafeteria. I was sitting in Bible study hungry, and next thing I know, a boy comes in with hot dogs and chips for everybody. I had been really sinful that day– super angry, jealous, lustful, impatient, idolatrous… and seeing Jesus give me a meal when I didn’t deserve it was too much for me to handle.
Jesus, your love is so amazing.