God loves us a whole heck of a lot more than we love Him. Whenever we fall short, His hand is stayed because He loves, and eagerly awaits our return. More than anything, He wants His great incomprehensible, true, and right Love to be received, and deserves to be worshiped. I've been trying to press in close to Jesus during this week. I'm sucking at it, but I'm going to continue to try to stay steadfast and I'm still determined to re-read a bit of good ol' Samuel Logan Brengle's Helps to Holiness.
I've been "Home" for what seems like a week now but it has only been 3 days. It feels like home a whole lot less now. Because mainly what made it "Home" was that Eve was here. With much prayer and careful consideration, I'm no longer engaged to her. I've only stayed in St. Petersburg this long for her. So, for the past number of weeks Satan keeps telling me I'm lost. Thankfully, I know he sucks and I know that the LORD will continue to guide me.
Praise His mighty name! For the Lamb seated on the throne is worthy! Through exile, captivity, wandering, or flying straight, let it be His plans for my future. Amen.
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