At the end of June, Deb shared the story of how her marriage is being restored. In case you missed it, you can read it here. The following is something that she wrote recently. It's amazing and truly inspired by the Holy Spirit! Have a wonderful weekend and rejoice along with her!
Praying and believing,
Dineen

From Deb...

Highest praise leaps from my spirit.

We worship best when we revel in what You have given us to do. Our highest pleasure is your highest praise. This knowledge is too wonderful for me.

You are too generous, my God. We deserve nothing but pain, imperfect and willful as we are. You would still be known as Holy if we sat in ashes rotting for an eternity, for You are just. Yet you, although a jealous God and Righteous, share without measure the sunbeams of your love, and wrap us in them. The strength of just one of these rays is enough to obliterate us forever, so perfect is it, yet you bring us into your presence with them, and bind us gently by them, and so we are loved unceasingly.

We are honored as you are glorified. Everything You have You share with us. You love us as You love yourself. Perfectly. There is no God like you. You have desired in Yourself to make us like You. Why is this? It is too much! No one compares, no one is Your equal. Not a human mind can possibly conceive the standard by which You are. There is no standard but Yours, all others are profane lies and will soon disappear.

Our minds are petty, fallen. Yours soars. You are furiously aware of Your own freedom, none can take it from You. You are forever. Who can tell of your wonderful acts? Even the angels cannot form the thoughts that do You justice. They will forever puzzle the dark mysteries of your grace.

Indeed, we will spend forever in perfect astonishment.

Your grace and love to the children of men is beyond knowing. Truly, Your love is better than life. Even a drop of your presence is more luscious and restful than the sweetest ocean waters. You give us rest. You are God. I adore You. I feast on your nearness. Who is God but You?

But why do you come so near? You should remain far away, as one shies from the stench of dead bodies. Yet you made us alive. With unimaginable cost to yourself, as complete as You are. You conceived the most perfect end by the most perfect means and carried it out to perfection, an act that stunned eternity. We cannot understand, we can only bow. We adore You, great God.

Blessing and glory and wisdom and strength, honor and glory and power, be to You, God of the Ages, Ancient of Days.

You are utterly magnificent.