God gives more grace

I was thinking this morning that God’s grace is sufficient for the day… and then considered: how much grace does God have? How much mercy? The Word says He is plenteous in mercy and that He gives liberally. Can I exhaust the grace of God? Can I ask Him too often for mercy – for grace – for wisdom? Is His ear far from my cry? No… to all of these things, no… His arm is not shortened that it cannot save, His mercy knows no end and there is no accounting of His grace and wisdom – for if the grace of God is sufficient, then whatever He does, is, gives or says will be or is sufficient for me. Always.

I’ve been missing my boy… we passed the half year point since he left for Africa. I’m glad he’s there. Truly, I am glad. But I miss him – I miss his exuberance and enthusiasm for work and play. I miss his quirky characteristics – never giving a straight face or simple smile for a photo – quick wit – ready to help – zealous for the Truth – reading and reading and reading and then sharing what he gleaned. I miss his projects and inventions… seeing him in his reading chair or looking at articles, clips or notes on the computer.

I miss seeing him standing at the kitchen sink eating potato rolls with raspberry jam dripping down his arms.

I miss that he loved, loved, loved Poor Bear and everything Pooh Bear… and volleyball and running. I miss that I cannot see him ministering and preaching the gospel. I miss his eyes… his laugh… his Timothyism’s. I miss his observations of things I missed in places, people and photos.

I know many, many mothers have been or are where I am today. I used to think of that while I was labouring before birth… but that knowledge didn’t really help me then and somehow doesn’t really lift me now, either. But one thing it does is give me more compassion – more compassion for those who have gone before me and more compassion for mothers who are facing loss, disappointment, regret or hurting hearts today.

But I still miss my boy. a. lot.

God gives more grace. Praise His name. And I sing:

He Giveth More Grace

He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase;
To added affliction He addeth His mercy;
To multiplied trials, His multiplied peace.

When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources,
Our Father’s full giving is only begun.

Fear not that thy need shall exceed His provision,
Our God ever yearns His resources to share;
Lean hard on the arm everlasting, availing;
The Father both thee and thy load will upbear.

His love has no limit; His grace has no measure.
His pow’r has no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus,
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again!

Annie Johnson Flint

God has given me everything I hoped for………………..

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