A Few Thoughts on Compassion

This week has been cool (and its only Wednesday). God has reminded me in lots of different ways that He spends His time on me. He loves me with a love that I’m not capable of producing back for Him while in this life. I’ve been reminded of His compassion for people, that He is a Father, and that He wants to answer us. A lot of times when people say these general statements about God I usually let it pass through because I’ve heard those things a lot. But I’ve actually THOUGHT about that this week and let it sink in a little. I was reading in Hosea 11 and thinking about how ridiculous the Israelites were. They were being proven over and over and over God’s faithfulness, but they’re still a bunch of screw-ups. They still turn their back on Him, they still sin like crazy, they question everything. And then I immediately realize how well I relate to that. God has proven his faithfulness in my life about a million times per day and I still question His ideas. Over and over we mess it up yet God still says to us like He did to a whole nation, “How can I give you up?” “How can I hand you over?” I mean what the junk! I walk around demanding grace from Him, acting like He hasn’t been absolutely merciful to me. I love that He doesn’t stop coming after me, but just like with Israel, He won’t relent until He has all of my attention.