Words of Hope and Faith for the Weary

Its not my fault, Toby made me; excuses we make to God

 It’s not my fault, Toby made me; excuses we make to God

First of all I would like to say God Bless you all and all of my prayers are for those in Italy and some surrounding areas because of the recent earthquake. We know that God is still on the throne and is there for you.

In memory of my precious dachshund, I would like to repost an article. It ministered to my heart today, and because sometimes we as humans hate to admit our faults; however, I am finding that it is part of the process which helps me grow closer to God. Sometimes there is pain in accepting a fault of mine, but in the end, I always try to remember it is apart of maturing in wisdom.

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A couple of days ago, I walked into the bathroom and saw the incident above. My little puppy shredded the sides of my bathroom rug, and then looked up at me as if to say, “I did not do it, Toby did.”
As I stared into her cute little face, the Holy Spirit revealed to me, I do the same thing to him. “God, it was not my fault. It was theirs,” I pray or say these words sometimes to God justifying my actions as if He did not know the whole story. He does not know only one side but both sides; he saw it when it happened. Now, the great part is, He understand the circumstances and knows if I was wrong or right and either way, God still loves me. Like peering through plastic, God looks through me, sees my saved spirit, and remembers His promise to Jesus. So if God knows what happened, I can’t lie to Him, and if He still loves me why would I run from him. I can only ask for forgiveness because of my imperfect ways.
I know that he does forgive me too; in a way, this makes me want me to be truthful to him within and recognize that my words that have little substance. Jesus told this parable to show God’s love. Luke 15:29-32 (ESV) 29 “but he answered his father, ‘Look, these many years I have served you, and I never disobeyed your command, yet you never gave me a young goat, that I might celebrate with my friends. 30 But when this son of yours came, who has devoured your property with prostitutes, you killed the fattened calf for him!’ 31 And he said to him, ‘Son, you are always with me, and all that is mine is yours. 32 It was fitting to celebrate and be glad, for this your brother was dead, and is alive; he was lost, and is found.’”
Just like the son that returned to his father, God knows my mistakes but still loves me and wants to support and comfort me like my human father once did. As I meditate on the Bible, I realize so many of God’s Saints made mistakes; the apostle Peter denied Christ. Paul, too, tells us in Galatians, how Peter faltered leaving the Gentiles when the Jews arrived, after agreeing that God spoke to Paul. Nevertheless, God used him mightily. Stories like this in the Bible help me to know that God loves even that which is imperfect. God can take my imperfection and push me towards perfection; through my faith, He strengthens my spirit helping to polish my being so that I become better each day in Him.
Like me, I know God will help you. Just be honest He understands you and the pain you feel, and knows the dreams you have. More than likely, He put them there. With your honesty to him, he can show you areas in your life that cause you setbacks, and over time he helps you free yourself from them and their destruction.
It’s not my fault God, Toby made me.