His Goodness, not Mine

Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life.  And I will live in the house of the Lord forever.  Amen.

While this is a mishmash of several different versions of Psalm 23:6, it’s how it flowed out of my heart tonight.  I hope you’re okay with that.

This is the verse that entered my mind when I was pondering the fruit of the spirit of goodness.

Since I am not good, I thought of God’s goodness.  We are not born good, nor do we become good.  But in God’s goodness, He has volunteered to share some of it with us.  He shines through us.  We are not good in anyway without Him.  So any “good” people see in me is His light shining through.  I can’t take a bit of credit.

I’m just grateful that He’s so good to me, even though I don’t deserve it.

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