Who I was made to be...

I may have missed it; But I think my Christianity has boiled down to the idea that God is who He said He is, and I am who He said I am. I might just be foolish enough to believe this idea.

Oh, The grace of God... It passes understanding.
I've wondered many times how I could possibly go my own way ever again.
then, all of a sudden i've done it again. Grace, Grace, Grace! There is no more actions for me... I will live by the spirit, and Him alone.

God is so faithful

It's so amazing how hope works... God allows the darkness of our hearts to rise up, sometime even feel overwhelming... then all of a sudden, wham! He rescues us in a moment. The question is, do I believe Him before or after the rescue?