Context: It’s impossible for me to feel loveable, and it’s only very occasionally that I feel loved, except by my closest family. This applies both with other people and with God. It’s such a familiar experience that I mostly accept it pretty well. However, it sometimes makes me sad, particularly when I don’t experience the warmth of God’s love in my prayers and silence. Yesterday morning I was able to put this into words for the first time:
He loves us with unfailing love (Psalm 117:2; NLT).
I can’t feel as if you love me,
But you do, Lord.
I can’t feel as if you love me,
Yet I trust.
I can’t feel as if you love me,
Still, I try, Lord,
Though I am nothing more
Than ash, and dust.
I am nothing but dust and ashes (Genesis 18:27; NIV).
References
Trust in God, and trust also in me (John 14:1; NLT).
Blessed are those who have not seen and yet believe (John 20:29; CSB).
Rosary-making news:
I’m now launched on making rosaries for other people, and have fashioned two, which are holding together so far, so I’m hoping to wrap and post them very soon.
Dearest Ruth, I am absolutely glued to your website. You have such faith and it is so peaceful and wonderful. I recognise my rosary. I am looking forward to praying it soon, when it is safe to be sent.
God bless you my dear sister Ruth.
What beautiful, kind words! I’m longing to post your rosary. If you could let me know when the strikes end, that would be incredibly helpful. We don’t have a strike here on the island, so it’s hard to know what’s happening across the sea. Any news gratefully received! XXXXXX