I tend to claim my salvation story as mine but God is the author. I am simply the content between the pages of God’s heart. He raised me out of a place of disparity and rejection.
God continues to blow my mind with His plot to love me in spite of me. I’m trying to solve this mystery of why He loves me so. However, He does, regardless of what I think, He loves me and there’s not a thing I could do to stop it. Nor do I want to, even if my actions don’t always support that, if I were to be honest.
I don’t know how this story will end but the plot is amazing. My mind is on a God who continues to pursue me, guide me and light my path. The goal is to recognize Him in it and not rebel against it, thinking I could survive one day without Him. I fall back and try to hold on to this life. Yet, He keeps reminding me it’s His life I need to hold onto and let go of mine. Freedom is on the other side of letting go.
From the Depths of Kell 