Monday, November 20, 2006

God.

God: "My child, how long will it take you to realize it's not that you've been playing your cards right, but that it's Me who've been always watching over you.

You grieve me so much by being wilful and trusting in your own righteousness. It's grace which has set you free. My grace. Yet, you make light of it. When will you become truly right with Me instead of just saying so?

I love you and I will never want evil in your life. Turn from it and come back into My arms. I will comfort you and protect you.
"

I will make a conscious effort, Lord. I promise. Help me.