In one of our Bible studies, a doctor showed to us a hundred-peso bill. She crumpled it, threw it, stepped into it, and even pressed it slowly, deeply. Afterwards, she picked it up, leveled it, and kept it. She then concluded with this... The hundred-peso bill was a picture of “us.” Circumstances, people, and life in general will crumple us, throw us apart, step and press us till we break into shattering pieces but God, our Almighty Father whose love and mercy no one can fathom, will pick us up, make us whole, and keep us engraved in the palm of His hands. My hands moistened as tears began to puddle around the corner of my eyes. My heart pumped a little faster and my mind flashed a kaleidoscope of crushing moments I wishfully thought to escape from. Have you been it that situation where you passed by a mirror and you winced of the reflection staring back at you? All because what tossed back was a tired-exhausted-hurt-brainfogged-broken-rejected-worthless girl? ...
“Here’s the one thing I crave from God, the one thing I seek above all else: I want the privilege of living with him every moment in his house, finding the sweet loveliness of his face, filled with awe, delighting in his glory and grace. I want to live my life so close to him that he takes pleasure in my every prayer.” Psalm 27:4