This week has been a doozy. Watching four kids for a week, teaching 40 hours a week, and prep for Houston. My God is still faithful despite my unfaithfullness. It brings me back to the gospel. Nothing could I have done if it was not for Him loving me first. He shows me that love over and over. I see his faithfullness, his creation, his people (who technically are his creation), his passion to make himself known, to make sure I know his love. The list really does go on. It all points me back to the gospel. All of my life should point me back to Jesus and the gospel and my deep unquenchable desire for a Savior unless it is met by Him alone. Oh my God is good, better than any other god I can put in His place. He is the living God, one that cannot be toppled over, shaken, or moved. He is steadfast.