Redeeming Love

Have any of you read “Redeeming Love” by Francine Rivers? I recently reread it and was again amazed by God’s love for me. ME! Of all people. A temperamental, inconsistent, selfish woman. He died for me and he LIVES for me.

Redeeming Love is a California gold rush retelling of the Biblical story of Hosea. Man of God marries a prostitute who keeps leaving him and returning to her past life. When I read Hosea as a child I kept thinking, “What? Who would go back to that?” In Redeeming Love, Rivers is able to get inside the head of both characters enough that you understand — Angel (the prostitute) returns to her old life because it’s all she’s ever known. It’s terrible, but it’s familiar. Michael Hosea continues to love her, but not because he feels like it. Because God tells him to.

How different, really, am I from Angel? My unfaithfulness may not be sexual, but is spiritual unfaithfulness any less real? When I neglect my relationship with God and flirt with doing things my own way is that any less harmful than neglecting a marriage and flirting with other men?

Why does God love me? Some days I can’t think of a single reason, but “the steadfast love of the Lord never ceases and his mercy never comes to the end. They are new every morning! Great is his faithfulness!”

Thank you Jesus!

God is good!

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Back to the Grind

After a crazy summer, school has begun again. This week, our children started school and university classes started too. I’ve officially begun my master’s program and I think my brain may explode and come oozing out my ear. I’m studying library science, not physics, but there will be A LOT of reading. Gee whiz — why in the world would they think a bunch of potential librarians would want to read this much? 🙂

As always, we have a great group of student workers at the library. I miss being up at the Circ desk, but am looking forward to being more involved in instruction. My first presentations are this week. Mostly for English classes, which is right up my alley.

Be right back. My shoe keeps falling off.

I’m back. It is so incredibly quiet in here. Only the clicking of the dysfucntional door is keeping me awake.

On a happy note, I’ve acquired a lot of new Facebook friends this semester. Our circ workers even started a new group and invited me — the I Love Poppyseed Chicken Group (or something like that). Long and funny story behind that one. They’re so clever!

Rebecca will be in Hello Dolly this fall. I won’t be in Fiddler on the Roof. Bummer, but the best decision.

I should go. I need to be productive.

Ciao!

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