
Grace is a giftnot easily acceptedpride and fearguilt and shameisolate me from the spiritI hide in the shadowsundeservingunworthyunlovableovercome with griefand sadnessbut His light shines throughthe cracks in this facadeof self belief ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

The storm passesleaving behindthe scent of renewalas the angry cloudsdissipatea rainbow emergesin the skya loving reminderof God’s covenantwe will not be washed awaywe will not be drowned by sinHe has rescued usfrom the watersof destructionwe need only acceptthis gift of salvation ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

When I look at youI pray to see youas Christ sees youwhen you approach meI pray to receive youas Christ receives youwhen I listen to youI pray to hear youas Christ hears youwhen you need meI pray to serve youas Christ serves youwhen I pray for youI pray to love youas Christ loves you…

I was rescuedfrom the wildernessby the Lordsaved from my ownselfish desiresand false worshipled back into His careand protectionbut in my weaknessI wandered awayfrom the flock once morefalling prey to the wolvesof temptationwho would have my soulif it were not for the Lordwho always welcomes me homewhen I repent and believeupon Christ my savior ~Robert…

God gave us each otherto carry the songfor thosewho cannot singwhen griefand sadnessare too much too bearHe gave me youHe gave you me ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

The Lord uprootsthe dead treesin our gardenmaking the old newmaking the weak strongshining His lighton the open spaceswhere He has madea new wayinto our heartsfor He does not allowus to cling to the pastHis ways are resurrectionand renewalbut for these to take placedead trees must fall ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

In Christwe sharein the divine naturein the deathand resurrectionin the waythe truthand the lifein Christwe sharein each otherin lovewe are one ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

The Lord has named mewith a whisperHe has named mewith loveHis grace movesthrough melike a currentdrawing me awayfrom the jagged reefof sininto the vast abysswhere two become one ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

I cannot makethe roses bloomnor any flower growthe sun does not riseon my commandnor set becauseI say it’s sojust like my days on earthare not mine to giveor takenor my breathor heartbeata choice I makethe Lord my GodHe does all thisHis grace aboundsmy life is His ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

If God is everythingor else God is nothingeven our tragediesour losses and our painare God’s work in our livesnot because He wants usto sufferHis only desireis that we receive Hiseternal and unconditional lovebut because nothing happensoutside of His willeven if we do not understandHis will ~Robert Van Valkenburgh