Sometimes I felt as though God was just a kind hearted old fellow who could grant me my wants and desires. If I had been good enough, He would answer with blessings and when I was bad, well, I got a lump of coal in my spiritual stocking. He was a God who was kind and loving and yet so distant and harsh. My prayer routine was nothing more than simply giving Him my own list of things I needed and granting Him permission to do something about it. Like a spoiled child waiting for Christmas to come, I would demand God answer my way or I would pout. My prayers were shallow at best, but in hindsight God even worked with those small prayers. I found I could trust Him not only with my needs and leave the outcome to Him, but I could trust Him with the soul of our newborn and the babies that were yet to come. The journey of a praying parent…
I need to examine my own life for truths from God’s Word. Am I turning a blind eye to truth because it may be uncomfortable and hard to absorb? There is risk in studying the Bible. Once I know the truth, I can be convicted to change, and change is scary! There is comfort in studying and knowing the Bible as well, because God’s guidance is so much better than my wisdom. God, help me to read the Bible with my eyes wide open and a give me a heart that is ready to receive what You have to say.
Forgiveness is letting go of the right to retaliate for the hurt that has been done to you-it doesn't mean you forget the hurt. So, how do you forgive when someone hurts you deeply? When the heart wounds bleed deep, we can turn to the only One who shows us how to ultimately forgive. Jesus is the balm for a wounded heart and our healing for a broken past.
I used to think I was doing really good at balancing my Jesus time and me time. Self care-you know. Then one day while I was happily having some “me time” Jesus and I had a little chat. My devotion to the Creator of the Universe was getting side stepped by a Hallmark movie and I had been ignoring my first love. My lesson in distracted devotion unfolded like this…
Do you know how to spot a false teacher? What does the Bible say about creepers in the church who silently introduce unbiblical teaching? If you have ever felt like your church has been hijacked there is a reason. Join me as we learn how to identify false teachers and how to run to the front lines with the love of Jesus in our hearts and the Gospel on our lips. Do you know how to stand, beloved?
God Himself, as a human baby, cried in the manger. What could the tears of God be for? Cries for Redemption drawing near. Cries for Salvation becoming a reality. Tears for the souls of millions of sinners who would be made right, and tears for millions who would refuse. Did baby Jesus cry because He knew the cross was His reason for living, and for dying?
Intimate worship. There is simply no better place to be than in His presence, continually washed by His grace. Swimming in His sea of redemption. Being surrounded by His protection. Feeling His embrace and seeking His comfort. Knowing the security of being engulfed in His sanctification. What passion needs to awaken inside your soul that will enable you to worship God more intimately?
Yes, it was just an ordinary, simple farm garden, but it was there I learned God loves just the ordinary, authentic me. I have a heart that is just like my garden. A little bit fancy on the outside and a whole lot of weeds on the inside. It is pleasantly productive and particularly pitiful all at the same time. That is just how my life is sometimes. I live in the flesh, and it is a mess, yet God still chooses to use me and produce fruit from which others benefit. I am thankful He faithfully deals with the sinful weeds choking the life out of me by pulling them out by the root and not just mowing them off the surface.
The world tells us our security is in the temporary. Money, achievement, a house, and family all tell us how we can gain and measure our worth and social status. It is a dark veil that the world puts over our eyes to dictate who we think we are and how good we are at being ourselves. Somehow we traded innocence for the insecurity and our lives are falling apart. How can I find security?
I was in the middle of cruising through a good Bible study, bee-bopping in time with the sunshine when God ran me into a brick wall. It was just a simple exercise in the workbook but it wrecked me. The assignment? “If God would write you a letter about your fear, what would He say?” The day God sent me a letter about my fear changed me forever.
Instantly, a Christian friend felt like a mortal enemy and I had a gaping heart wounds to prove it. Hm. Frenemies...now what? Is is possible to heal from the wounds of a friend? What do I do when someone close to me brings on personal attacks and slander? God taught me 3 profound life lessons from being plundered by a frenemy and I was never the same.