Undeserving

I received a blessing, a gift, on Saturday.

And it was so undeserved.

Inwardly, I was moaning and groaning, my attitude rotten, my thoughts ugly.

Yet in spite of that, God gave me something that day.  Not a physical, hold-in-my-hands gift, but a blessing that could only have come from Him.

Why?

Maybe I could have understood if I'd been sweet and lovable and, well, more spiritual.

But He saw what I truly was - what I am in my selfishness more often than I should be - and He gave anyway.

Isn't that just like our amazing God?!