Today was one of those days.
My day started out great! Drink from Sunergos, traffic (not so great), a professional development on Pinterest, and a delicious Indian lunch with sweet friends. My day was going great except for my lack of sleep from China (next post will be about the trip).
Driving home a thought popped in my head. One that hasn't popped in my head for a couple months. A thought that actually surprised me when it came to mind.
I had the strongest desire and urge to get off at the next exit and go see my Grandma. Today would had been a perfect day to sit on her porch and drink a cold diet coke and just talk. The moment I realized I couldn't go see her I broke down.
I realized how much my heart ached to see her and drink a diet coke together one more time. Swing together on her swing one more time. Hug her just one more time.
What a gift she was in my life. In that split moment, God showed and taught me so much.
I am so thankful for the promise that I will see her again. The promise that she is dancing and singing with the angels (what a sight that must be!) The promise of a life to live eternally with God.
"I eagerly expect and hope that I will in no way be ashamed, but will have sufficient courage so that now as always Christ will be exalted in my body, whether by life or by death. For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain. If I am to go on living in the body, this will mean fruitful labor for me. Yet what shall I choose? I do not know! I am torn between the two: I desire to depart and be with Christ, which is better by far; (Philippians 1:20-23 NIV)
How amazing is it that we have the choice to follow Christ? That he loves us so much more than we ever deserve? That we fail Him daily and He still wants to spend eternity with us?
We are so undeserving and he still bestows grace upon grace on us.
I stand amazed at that fact.
Have you ever had one of those days you have wanted something so badly but there is no way possible you can have it?
Today was one of those days for me.
I am so thankful for it.
