Jesus Loves Me to Perfection...

The LORD will perfect that which concerns me; Your mercy, O LORD, endures forever; Do not forsake the works of Your hands.—Psalm 138:8

The LORD will fulfill his purpose for me; your steadfast love, O LORD, endures forever. Do not forsake the work of your hands.  (Psalms 138:8, ESV)

I love that what concerns me, concerns my God, also!  I am so thankful for this assurance, because there are times in my life that I wonder (wrongly) if “I” am truly fulfilling my God’s purpose.  My pride goes before me and my eyes look at my circumstances and I become restless.  Lies from the enemy invade my thoughts making it difficult to discern truth.   All I see is me...my faithless, fearful thoughts have dethroned my God.   I have increased...He has decreased.  When my eyes are clouded with me, I see nothing as it really is.  I begin to disparage the good work He is doing in me...have “I” or am “I” really making any impactful difference anywhere?  Beloved, it is so hard to “see” God working in our life as we wade through all the dailiness of it.   Be assured, His promises are true. He is intimately acquainted with all our ways.  He knows the way we take.  There is no where you or I can go to flee from Him.  He WILL have His way in each of us and fulfill all His purpose.  He WILL complete that good work He began in us and bring it to completion.  What is our job, then?  We are to abide...to cling to Him and live moment by daily moment depending on His grace and strength to see us through.  He gave His Son to save us...He WILL give us everything we need.  Behold Him in all that you “see” today and give Him thanks because His steadfast love endures forever and ever.  My life here is a testimony to His mercy and grace. Whatever good is in me is all Him.  It is Him that works in me both to do and to will for His good pleasure.  My Jesus loves me to the end...to perfection.  He will NOT forsake the work of His hands.  

Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me!

For my soul trusts in You;

And in the shadow of Your wings I will make my refuge,

Until these calamities have passed by.

I will cry out to God Most High,

To God who performs all things for me.—Psalm 57:1-2