the throne of grace.

Holy, holy, holy - is the LORD God Almighty!

Praise Your Holy Name, Father God in Heaven. For You are before all things and over all things You reign. 💗

I love you with all my heart - for there is no one like You. In the depths of my despair - you give me comfort. And when I feel like I can't go on another step - when I can't muster up the strength to even take another breathe of air -  You pick me up and carry me the rest of the way.

O who is like You, my King? Who can calm my fears, like You do? Who can wipe the tears from my eyes, like You do? Who can stop my world from moving when You speak, like You do? Who can fill my heart with joy, like You do? Who can give me hope in my future, like You do?

I tell You the truth. No one.

You are worthy, O LORD, to receive all the glory and all honour and all praise. You are the maker and the breaker of all things. You bring them into existence and you blot them out for Your own purposes. You are the majesty of life. You are the King of all Kings.

"The Son is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation. For in Him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through Him and for Him."
 (Colossians 1:16)

Oh where would I be without you, my Father? My Saviour? My beginning...my end? Truly, I ask, where would I be without You? Without Your help? Without Your grace? Without Your compassion? Without Your mercy?

What have I done to deserve Your sweet presence, Light in my darkness?

​Why do you look so fondly on my face? Why do you speak to me so earnestly? ​What is it about me that makes You leave Your throne of Grace to take up my case and protect me from my enemies? Why do you bless me and favor me so?

What is it about a wretch like me, that makes You so protective, so gentle, so kind without measure?

And yet, as I type my question, Your precious Spirit reminds me of the Truth of the matter. It is not about me at all. This, my King, is about You. 

"You alone are the LORD.
You made the heavens, even the highest heavens, and all their starry host;
the earth and all that is on it;
the seas and all that is in them.
You give life to everything,
and the multitudes of heaven worship you."
 (Colossians 1:16)

You made me. You created me. And You gave me life for Your pleasure - Your glory.
​And yet, how is it that I am left feeling as though I am the one who gains it all in the end?

Because I do.

In You, I have found my life. Forever and always I am Yours. I belong to You. I will sit at the foot of Your throne and sing Your praises all the days of my life. You are the first sound I hear in the morning and the last thought I have when I lay my head on my bed.

​May You never grow weary of holding me in Your shadow, O LORD.
May I sit under the wings of Your glory forever and ever. 
For You alone are worthy, O King.
You, and only You.
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Praise God. ​💗