He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realise just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.
We are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss,
And the heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain this regrets,
When I think about, the way…
He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
Yeah, He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
How He Loves by John Mark McMillan
My continuing gratitude list #461-470
-a friend’s help getting my office put back together
-Mama’s move to assisted living went great and she loves her new home!
(She also celebrated her 85th birthday this week!)
-giggles with my sister
-my daughter’s help with Mama’s garage sale
-a great nights sleep
-birthday shopping with oldest granddaughter
-Mama calling me everyday and telling me how much she loves her new place
- time for a walk…and sun!
-neighbor girls
-a wonderful Father’s Day Sunday
Gratefully yours,
Elizabeth
Oh how He loves! Amen, girlfriend! I rest in His Ginger-lovin' self. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely post! Thanks for the uplift and reminder.
ReplyDeleteIn His grace, Marilyn
Amazing grace! He loves to pour it over us and wash us in His Spirit. Thank you for your beautiful words today. I'm so glad your mamma is happy in her new home - what a blessing!
ReplyDelete~Adrienne~
So glad to read that she loves her new home! That's a wonderful gift from God. Hope she has many years of happiness.
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