I watched them playing and tumbling, just having so much fun. No matter what they do I could sit and watch them for ever.
My grandsons...no matter what I can't get enough. The love is immense.
My heart ponders.
Could it be?
Could my beloved Father in heaven love me this much?
Could He look at me and no get enough?
I have to believe.
I have to!
I picture myself cuddling my grandsons. Sitting them on my lap holding their face in the nape of my neck.
I picture Jesus...holding me and stroking my hair. Removing my hair from my brow. Loving me. Protecting me. Wanting the best for me.
Do I believe?
He must love me...He says He loves me.
He calls me His beloved.
I am a recycler. Anything God teaches me has never been wasted it has always been recycled for God's glory.
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