
24/07/2025
I started this morning strong, but when I got home this afternoon, I got that ADHD brain freeze where I absolutely could not launch Task Initiation Sequence. None of them. I felt that panic start in my chest, and initiated the "poke brain with a stick while begging it to do something" sequence. Then I got self critical. Because, duh. (It's not that hard, Erika. C'mon....)
I've been listening to a lot of hymns lately, and Fernando Ortega came on my worship playlist, singing Savior Like a Shepherd Lead Us.
"Savior, like a shepherd lead us
Much we need Thy tender care"
True that. MUCH I need Thy tender care. Like, more than most people, probably, because I'm sinking and I'm not even experiencing trials and tribulations. I'm arguably in a better place than I've been in years. And yet, and yet...Much I need His tender care.
And THEN Ortega hit me with that
"Thou hast bought us
Thine we are"
And I felt that quiet nudge that told me I was bought at a price. The highest price. Those prices aren't paid for second hand discards or things that are simply cast aside when they fail or somehow outlive their usefulness.
Lifeblood is only paid for those most precious, treasured, and valued.
I was bought at a Price, that I might now be called Precious, Redeemed, Daughter of the Most High, all by a God who KNEW
My shortcomings
My foibles
My failures
My flaws
My sins
God knew. And He paid anyway.
Let that sink in.
I hope this knowledge changes your day, sweet friend, because it sure changed mine.