My god is holy

As I read Psalm 89, my soul has been overwhelmed when I feel in my heart the greatness of my Father. My God is immeasurable in His Holiness. Reviewing verses 30-37, I realize his immutability and faithfulness, not influenced by my attitudes, but acting without prejudice in the face of my mistakes.

I know that my Father will discipline me every time I err, but I am sure that he will never abandon me. His rod will grind my bones, but not to the point of destroying me.

The pain may lacerate my soul, but I will not remain prostrate, because He, after discipline, will lift me up with his excessive sweetness, taking into account not to hurt my wounds any more, will begin a process of restoration of my shattered soul and will take care of my wounds until that are cured.

He cannot deny me his love. What father denies his love to his child? But much more, He, who has promised that if my mother forgets me, He will not (Isaiah 49:15), so great is his faithfulness!

Holy is my God, the one who does not deny himself because he cannot go against his nature and fulfilled on the cross, he poured out for me every drop of his life and bears my marks on his body, while I I carry their marks in my heart.

Yes, my God is Holy and it overwhelms me just to think that I will never equal His Holiness or compensate for the pains that I have caused Him in the life that He himself gave me and that I have not known how to value enough.

But that does not matter to Him, because He has proposed to love me in spite of me.

I am His and He will always be my God.

(Suggested reading: Psalm 89 )