The Love of God

I am so thankful for my life. I know that whatever happens God will be a constant. He has blessed me more than I could ever deserve or ask for. Looking back on all of the roads that I have taken it is a wonder that I lived through them...He had his nail-scarred hand on me then, and I didn't know it. When I come against the tricks of the devil, I have found myself telling God that it is too hard. He quickens me and tells me...do you think it was hard for me to walk up that hill carrying that cross, do you think it was hard for me to be spat on and beat....do you think it was hard for me to die? It's enough to make me feel ashamed of myself because nothing in this life could ever compare to what Jesus did for me; He saw me all those years ago, knowing that I would fail Him over and over and over, and yet, He did it anyway. His love knows no bounds, and it never ever fails...even when we do.