Whatever the depth of our darkness, God navigated it eons before it was dark. And whatever the duration of our nights, God was there long before it ever turned to night. Therefore, despite our frequent feelings to the contrary, there is no place we might be where God was not lovingly waiting for us an eternity before we got there.

Might we remember what God has saved us from in the past so that we might be saved from our fear of the future.

Without God, I am living in an endless desert forever wondering and never figuring out why it’s so hot, and why there’s no water, and why I’m dying. And although the desert seems to stretch to endless horizons in every direction, God’s coolness and water and life is but a single step right in front of me.  And if I'd just take a step, the 'wondering' and 'figuring out' would be all but figured out.

It was at the point where I was convinced of my own death that God finally convinced me of His life. And I stand amazed that my death birthed His life.

At the point that I’ve given up being found by God is the point that I’m most ready to be found by Him.

I incessantly wallow in the ‘muck and mire’ of the terrible messes that I have made. And when I realize that God has long ago removed all the ‘muck and mire,’ I suddenly understand that the only wallowing that’s going on is in my head.

Sometimes life has to strip us in order to save us.

Instead of the weight that sinks us, consequences are often the life preserver that saves us.

We can only get to God through God. Every other possible avenue is a dead-end before it even starts.