I hope to never stop being wrecked by God’s great, abundant love.
I am no longer a slave to fear, I am a child of God. I sang that without truly realising what it meant. I lived as a slave, but I was free.
No longer do I have to weep on the ground begging that God will take away my fear. I stand in the knowledge that I am a child of God, that I have been saved by Grace, that the Holy Spirit is in me and command fear to leave.
The Gospel IS alive and IS ongoing in me.
God has brought me back down to my knees in tears at His love. He sent person after person to remind me of His glory and finally tonight He sent the last person – and now I am on my knees.
How can a God be so gracious? He is so good. He is so, so good.