Chronic onychophagia.

Oct 11, 2007 14:20

I'm fighting it again. I will not allow myself to give in this time. I want my hands to be beautiful. I've had a lot of stress recently and it's caused me to bite my nails and get sick and stuff. But I've found peace in the Lord again. He and I hang out pretty often now.

Today I was in my Nutrition class, and I couldn't seem to be able to pay attention (though that's not that important; I was just kind of tired). So I started talking to the Lord, and I told Him how much I need Him and stuff, and I asked him how much He loves me. Basically, what He said was, "I love you. I gave you my life." And I understood it in a different way than I have before. I mean, yeah, there's Jesus, the guy you always hear about, how amazing His death was because it saved us from our sins. But what about His life? So what if he died? That just meant that we died with Him, that our sins were released from our bodies. But the fact that He gave us His life is just awesome. Basically, my life is no longer my own, but I live HIS life because He is a part of me. I take on his character and who He is. Therefore, He gave me His life.

I also understood it in the way that He loves me so much that who He is is completely devoted to me. It's like being so in love with someone that you think about them constantly and everything that you do is done for them. It's like how the lyrics of this Phil Wickham song just hit me one day with such force that I was amazed by how God feels about me:

"It's such a beautiful story:
I'm face to face with the King of Glory.
You rescued someone unworthy;
I know this is love."
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