Shalom.
Oh God! How can you be so perfect? Your way is so mysterious and it completely astounds me to be in the presence of your awesome power. You answer my prayers in your just and loving way with your impeccable timing. There is nothing about you Lord that isn’t worthy of the entire earth’s praise. The Universe shouts how great you are right now. You change our hearts and minds to focus off of ourselves and onto you and your magnificence. You are so big and you care fiercely about the little ones. Your desire for Glory involves me just as much as it makes me ashamed of my pettiness. I’m sinful and untrustworthy. I’m flawed and unrighteous, self-righteous and willfully ignorant of goodness. Yet you’ve made up your infinitely wondrous mind and decided to turn all of your wrath on your sinless son and listen to his scream as he suffers for my sake, and for the world’s sake. And for what? so that we can thank you half heartedly with our conniving lips? I constantly take advantage of your mercy. I desire my own form of justice, my own self-interest and God; you love me in spite of it all. When I don’t have the faith to trust you, you pull through because you were in control the entire time. I underestimate you when I try to define you. You desire to be known and I can know you. God, your definition is beyond conception. You’re limitless and all powerful. How can you love me so much? Amen.
