Unfailing Love

Sometimes, my human nature interferes with my faith. I find myself wondering where God is in a particularly bad situation. I begin to doubt His faithfulness and question whether or not He is truly interested in the day-to-day goings; whether He is paying attention. It's odd how we, as mere sinners, think we know better than our Creator. Honestly, how often do you see a Ford Focus questioning it's engineer?

I've spent my week caring for a very special little boy named Tamarkus. He is almost two and can, at times, be a stinker. I am amazed, however, at the wonderful disposition of such a suffering child. I am even more grateful at God's continued guidance and protection for this child. Tarmarkus' parents, combined, have a rough background. They are unbelievers and are most likely not surrounded by strong examples of Christian character. Through a series of personal events, a close friend of mine came to know of Tamarkus' situation. She is quite close to his family, extended and otherwise. She has been caring for him on a regular basis and loves him as though he were her own child.

As angry as my friend and I become when we think at the thoughtlessness and carelessness of Tamarkus' parents, I can't help but try to fathom the love of Christ.....and then I realize that it is unfathomable. He sees our worst mistakes, our innermost secrets and intentions, our ugly core. He continues to love us without fail. He extends His grace before we realize we even needed it.

I am so thankful for my friend who is willing to sacrifice her time and personal resources in order to exercise the character of Christ. When we serve others, it is as though we have done it unto Jesus.

One day, I would like to be able to look back in life and see that my own example has been a godly one; that I caused someone to pause and question why my lifestyle is different from their own. Tamarkus' situation serves only to further compel me to ask that God refine me, even when I don't want Him to, so that I can better represent Him.