Feet in a Large Room

I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble; thou hast known my soul in adversities; And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a large room. Psalm 31:7-8

I've been struck lately with my own inadequacies...It seems as thought the Lord is taking an "in your face" approach to showing me my shortcomings. I struggle against my selfishness in my own strength, and of course I fail miserably. Anyone who read that last entry will see a pattern - my flesh has a strong desire to be SELF-SUFFICIENT, needing no one, and I am finding more and more that if I live that way I will be alone, in every way that one can be alone. I also strive to CONTROL everything, because obviously I'm the one who knows how things should go.

Tonight I was reminded of the tremendous way in which the Lord delivered me. He forgave me...He forgave a woman who must grieve Him to His core on a regular basis. I speak and even before the words come out I can hear how they must pierce His ears...I act and before I'm on to the next thing I know that I have injured Him once again. For whatever reason, he continues to forgive, over and over...Psalm 78 says He remembers that His people are flesh, and that He is full of compassion.

And on top of the forgiveness, He piles on the blessings and pulls me from the messes that I myself create. He has taken my broken life and restored it; He has taken my grief and has exchanged it for blessing; He has taught me endless lessons from the paths that I have chosen, good and bad. I hear the footsteps of the man who loves me downstairs, and I am overwhelmed at the goodness of my God, who has set my feet in a large room.

I wish I understood why He does all of this. Perhaps that'll be my first question for Him.