One Of Two Things

Dear God,

 

I'm simply amazed at how much You love me. How protective You are of me. That even when I mess up You're right there cleaning it up as You comfort me and prepare me for what's next. I liken it to when I was a little girl and I made a mess by spilling something on my clothes. My parents would do one of two things.

 

1) Clean my clothes and have me sit until my clothes were dry or 2) Make me take off my clothes and tell me to put on clean ones. There was no argument. I did as I was told because I knew that I would no longer walk around with stains on.

 

God, You either tell me to sit and wait or take off the soiled and put on something clean, something new. You take my stains away.

 

For that I'm thankful.