The way it appears to me, is that the pandemic has created trauma in everyone and as a result the veneer of civility has been removed from all of us at once. All of our worst sides have been exposed at the same time.
In my heart, I knew that this would be the last thing I would say to Jennifer. I am not sure if it was the pressing of the Holy Spirit or intuition, but I knew these were my last words, so I didn’t spare them.
Wrestling with the pain and struggles in life doesn’t push us away from Christ it draws us near to Him.
I want my hands to be covered in soil and joyfully declaring the goodness of God...
Maybe I am even more amazed by what God didn’t allow me to do. How God didn’t let me serve where my heart wanted. How God closed ministry opportunities that I thought had finally arrived. All because He loved me enough to grow me into who I am now.
God doesn't want you to take the easy way, because He loves watching you grow.
Nothing could have prepared me for the last ten years, and to be honest, I am glad I wasn’t prepared. Those years brought me to the point where I had to confront my deepest fears, address the deep seeded sin in my life, and rely on God in a way I could have never imagined.
My watch battery died at 10:57 yesterday morning. I know it was that time, because the time is frozen there.
My pride kept me from sharing the forgiveness of Christ because I didn’t think I deserved the grace of God. I had lived too long thinking that since I did good things, God loved me. I got the grace of God because I earned it.
There is no place too sacred where pride cannot be found. As we seek humility, we have to be more aware of when pride comes. We don’t need to become complacent about seeking humility and guarding against pride.