“O happy fault that earned so great, so glorious a Redeemer!” *
As much as I’ve always loved this line, now it applies so deeply and visibly that I’m brought to tears. Because Abba has shown me through the metaphor of my own tangible struggles and His provision the beauty of the occasion of salvation. We are never as secure as we think we are. But depression means such obvious human instability, so I have to rely on God so much more heavily than I would seem to otherwise. Without that, would I see my dependence on Him? But I do, oh, I do. And He comes through without fail. I am overwhelmed with joy and gratitude that He would give me the gift of seeing my need for Him and especially of seeing Him taking care of me and Silvio.
“O happy fault.” That’s about my sin. But He has shown me so tangibly. He has given me the greatest gift of all, to draw so intimately close to Him.