I don't really truly believe God loves me like his son...as his daughter. If i did it would completely colour my world...everything i thought, believe, trust, know, all actions and attitudes. Maybe that's what this short time on earth is about...learning how much God loves us. Adam and Eve, didn't get it. If they did then they wld know God wasn't holding out on them, but protecting them. They wld have trusted him completely.
How can we be ONE with God if we don't fully accept his authority over our lives. That he knows best. Jesus may not have liked the pain ahead of him, but he still accepted God's authority...that God loved him and knew what was best. Even though i know God is not Santa Claus I act as if he should be. Instead of remembering who he is. God is thinking of all humanity and as his kids so should we. It will mean carrying our own crosses, accepting that when we suffer in this world, God is still in control and he will use it for my good.
All the crap that's happened in my life. All the stuff that makes me scream, that shakes me to the core...latest being losing my brother...should make me lean more on my God. It has taught me that I need to change the way I view the world. Change myself. Grow up. Wake up from my slumber.
I have moments when i realise this...like after a Hillsong conference when i said to the LORD whatever you want is fine with me...whatever you want....it gave the LORD permission to shake my marriage and save my husband.
Everything in my life should start with IF GOD LOVES ME then...