I Didn't Have Time...

I didn't have time to throw stones. I was too busy throwing myself into the arms of the Father. I didn't have room to cling to bitterness and anger, because I didn't want to let go of the old rugged cross. I've washed some feet, but I've spent much more time allowing Jesus to dress and bandage mine. I don't have emotional energy for much engagement, but thank God Jesus engages me and heals me a little every day. I love because God loved me first. I remind myself of this daily, but man, I've got a ways to go to come anywhere close to His love. I'm not everyone's cup of tea, but I'm thankful I know about the Living Water. I'm still a work in progress. Thank God I know a master carpenter.