There are days when the gospel hits me like a ton of bricks. Days when my heart has been cold and forgetful and adulterous to the Gift. Days of busyness that have caused my sight to be shifted to myself.
I forget ~ I deserve to be left to wander. But no, He comes. For no reason other than love. He comes in the morning and in his ravenous mercy. He brushes the filth from my eyes and says "See me" And I see.
Suddenly in the trees and the traffic and the taste of my coffee, I see Him. Overwhelmingly, I see. Though my heart, it wanders, He reminds me. Undeserved rescue. Scandalous pursuit.
Gospel, I love it.
[Keri Crowell Duckett]
Matthew 18:11-14 ... For the Son of man is come to save that which was lost. How think ye? if a man have an hundred sheep, and one of them be gone astray, doth he not leave the ninety and nine, and goeth into the mountains, and seeketh that which is gone astray? And if so be that he find it, verily I say unto you, he rejoiceth more of that sheep, than of the ninety and nine which went not astray. Even so it is not the will of your Father which is in heaven, that one of these little ones should perish.❤
