It’s not about feelings… it’s about facts.
Sometimes I hate my clock. I don’t always feel tired at “bedtime,” you see. And I don’t always feel like it is time to get up when the alarm alerts me.
But my feelings don’t matter. I have places to go and people to see.
What if last week I claimed it wasn’t raining because I felt dry?
What if I don’t feel 56? Or 57?
No, I have not gone all grumpy, cold-hearted, and mechanistic.
But I have realized that we give too much attention to our feelings, particularly when it comes to our relationship with Jesus.
Some days I don’t feel loved by Him. I often don’t feel forgiven by Him. I am not always basking in the wonder of His providence.
But my feelings don’t change the facts.
He loves me (Jeremiah 31:3.)
He protects me (Matthew 10:29-31.)
He has forgiven me (I John 3:16.)
Those are the facts.