Part two.
I've been thinking about God's mercy. Because in NO way do I deserve forgiveness. And in no way can I maintain right standing with Him. I screw up more than anybody I know. Probably because, like me, other people do a good job of hiding their screw ups. But I can't hide them from myself. So I see the flaws, the failures, the iniquities. And I hate them.
I usually don't "feel" saved. Sometimes, I don't "feel" anything, really. Sometimes, I don't "feel" like going to church. Or reading my Bible. Or praying. And that bothers me. God is so much better than that. And yet...
His mercy. It's new every morning. And no matter how muc hof a failure I am, no matter how much I mess things up, He's there. Always. He promises to never leave or forsake us. And He never does. Because unlike people, God doesn't lie. Ever. He can't. He won't.
I am a Christian. I am a wife. I am a daughter. I am a friend. I have babies in heaven. I take pictures. Love to write. I strive to show compassion.
Derek is also a Christian. He is a husband - to me. An amazing husband. He loves intensely. Laughs freely. He is strong. I am amazed when I consider that he chose ME. I love him. He loves me.
This is my Gramma. Eileen. Of everyone I have ever known, she is the one I desire to be like. She was wildly compassionate. Generous. A woman of integrity. Goofy. Cute. My hero. She is in Heaven.
Bayleigh is intense. She is small. She is beautiful. Sweet. Wild. Mischevious without limits. And she chirps.
Furbis is the epitome of catness. He is handsome. Big. Sweet. Dangerously intelligent. Strong. He breaks things. And talks.
Calliah is special. Furbis chose her. She is sweet. Not very smart. Funny. Pretty. Puts her toys in water. And the more she loves you, the harder she bites.
Izzy is super sweet. She's pretty. Passionate about playing. She licks things. She doesn't talk much. Snuggles a lot. And sleeps on my head.
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