Good Morning, You!

It is Sunday morning and I do not have time to write this because my hair is wet and my church clothes are still laid out on the bed, but I am just so excited.

I've been home for a month and I do not have any travel plans in the near future and that isn't natural for me.  I told Catherine yesterday that I spent the morning looking at plane tickets and she asked me where I was going.  I told her I don't know, that's the problem.

Yesterday was an overcast day and so it was an inside day.  I decided to tackle a big book.  Might as well knock out a major player, Tasha.  I settled on Isaiah because I wanted to stay in the Old Testament and think on Jesus. 

I went to my Aunt's to let the dog out while she was away and settled into her couch with a quilt.  I love Isaiah.  I loved it before yesterday, but now I really love it.  I started by reading out loud.  Quietly at first, but a few chapters into it my voice grew big with the intensity of his words.

Sometimes hearing words makes them more real.  And this is what I heard.  That my God is jealous for me, so jealous.  And that I am a mess just like Israel, but that He redeems it all.  Every last awful, sordid detail.  He's my rescue.

By the time I got to the later parts about Jesus and what God had planned for Him to do because of our falls, it was almost too much. I wanted to tell Him to stop.  Don't do it.  We're not worth it, are you crazy?  I don't know how many times I've talked about God's grace and Jesus' sacrifice.  But I had no clue.  I still don't.  Because it's ridiculous and foolish and unbelievable.  I was furious with Him for it. 

I can not understand how beyond good God is.  I wish that I didn't so easily forget.

The way Isaiah describes God.  The words that he uses.  Oh, I miss that.  We use such small words when we talk about Him.  Such ordinary, easy to miss words.  And here's Isaiah.  Telling me that my God's righteousness is like the dawn and that His glory is my rear guard.  And that He has swept away my offenses like a cloud, my sins like the morning mist. 

I woke up this morning and decided that this is better than traveling.  I woke up giddy.  I was so distracted that I shampooed twice.  I felt like you do the first time someone tells you that they love you.  And then I realized.  This is what being in love is, this is it.