Pouring Rain and Mercy

As the old saying goes, "when it rains, it pours." I want to deny this tendency, but as it epitomizes my life of late, the cliché once again proves itself real. My natural tendencies asked me to list each of my problems and for you to listen attentively, as my therapist, mentor, and/or friend. (Thank you in advance for saving me thousands of dollars and countless lunch hours on a couch.)

But alas, after the many ups and downs over the past few days, I finally uncovered the thread of grace stabilizing each of my issues. Selfishly, I could wonder why I had to go through this or that, but instead I will choose to see God's deliverance. Whether it was filling me with peace about the future of a sick loved one or miraculously fixing my dead-in-the-water laptop, He never abandoned me, but continuously poured his grace upon me.

Can I say that I gave Him all the faith He deserved? Can I say I warranted His help? Can I say I never got upset or worried? I wish. But praise God for His patience, love, grace, and mercy, in the middle of any storm. All the attributes I need. Hmm…a correlation perhaps?