I hope and pray that God gives us the continuous desire to know Him not just on the surface-level but way beyond. May the things listed encourage us to grow deeper in love and knowledge of our Creator.
There are many failures in life, the question isn’t quantity but in how you go through them.
A little breather for the thirsty soul – quick and easy trip to take.
The greater the pain, the tougher the lesson, the harder it takes to forget. But not all the pain in the world demands to be felt, sometimes they just demand to be surrendered.
My role in this new life is not for my plans to be accomplished, but to walk in His.
We’ll try again, because even when people fail us, God never will. And loving imperfect people makes you want to hold on more tightly to the giver of love who won’t ever stop from loving you even when you don’t deserve the it.
Stories we write with our own blood, sweat and tears have their tendencies to engrave deeper scars upon our skin. ” . . . all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.” – Psalm 139:16. Pray to remember, and pray to never forget. He is the Author of life.
Never be silent in your driest, keep speaking, keep proclaiming, keep trusting. Because the fight you’re in is not a losing one.
The wait for the long desert-like silence may feel like a lifetime but there’s much more to these tough times than what they appear to be.
Let God use you to strengthen others, and let God use others to strengthen you. We need each other, so we won’t get stuck. We’re advancing, with Christ in the center. Advancing, advancing. Don’t be afraid to get out of your comfort zone. Get accountable, be open and don’t hold back. Stop doubting if you’re ever going to fit in, or if you’re just one big messy pile that came out of nowhere. We’re all messy here – let’s get decluttered together, you can sit with us.
Because, while good is often commendable, they may indeed be hidden behind clothing. Real skin reveals real scars, and real scars reveal real circumstances, reveal people, reveal Christ – who got them through it. Real ones don’t hide with garments dirty enough to be considered a mop. Real ones reveal themselves naked, and find themselves clothed with nothing else but Grace. Scars are wonderful when you know they’ve been cleansed and made clean. They may be painful reminders, but at least we have something that reminds us. Pitiful, and forgetful citizens of heaven who – more often than always – forget they’re here temporarily.