God Restores

God's grace is infinite. 

And I am still learning just how far his love for me reaches. It's out of this world. It's endless. It's all-consuming.

Five years ago, I was sharing a room with my mother and brother in a two-room studio. Some rough days, our cupboards would be empty and the only reason we ate was because a family friend would show up at our door with a box of food or leftovers. We spent many nights eating spam sandwiches for dinner. Though it was one of the most trying seasons of my life, I learned how to live on hope.

Today, God is doing a major work in me. The kind of work that is filled with lots of tears and forgiveness--mostly towards myself. The kind of work that forces me to re-evaluate the way I live my life. The kind of work that reminds me I will always be unworthy of the showers of blessings he pours down on me. The kind of work that reminds me where my home really is.

God answers prayers, my friend. He really does. He doesn't always answer them in our time, but he answers them. And when he does, you will most likely find me on my knees. Because I doubt him. I doubt his ability to hear me. I doubt his love for me. I doubt my worthiness.

God has restored everything I have ever lost in my life. Ten times over. My cupboards are overflowing with food. The roof over my head is much larger than it used to be. If you find yourself in a trying season, let God show you how to live on hope. Let this be a reminder that God always restores.

To read a story of hope and restoration, read the book of  Job.
"...the LORD restored his fortunes and gave him twice as much as he had before." (Job 42:10)

--Jessica