January 20, 2018
Doing Thanks,Eucharistic Living,Faith,Family,Hope,humility
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What was the truth: what I felt and heard and interpreted in the culture, or what God spoke over me through a psalm?
Contentment does not mean complacency. True contentment occurs when we’re not using material goods, exotic vacations, or entertainment to try to fill a void in our hearts.
All kinds of emptiness find us grasping later on. In the body or in the soul, we will cling to tatters if necessary, just so that we are holding on to something.
It’s entirely possible for a person to expend a great deal of energy getting to a destination, yet arrive with their head and thoughts remaining at the original point of departure.
Your home will become who you are, and your family will shine forth this atmosphere wherever they go.
I did the smallest and bravest thing I knew to do – I took my cue from Jesus, I prepared a meal.
It is a fight to believe what God says about me, to love and accept the way God made me, to do what God called me to do, even when it’s not convenient or easy or applauded.
The shift came when I realized that contentment is not always achieved in fulfilling our grandiose life goals.
Don’t ask me how it works, or how the Holy Spirit does it, but when we do the Word – actually do it — something splits the seams of heaven and pours out a shower of blessings.
We don’t have to choose between standing on holy ground and dancing in grace; we get to do both all at once.
My shame kept me quiet, safe, alone but it also kept me from knowing other broken ones.
God’s whisper is gentle, but nothing is more powerful.
God calls you a saint based on your new birth in Christ, not because of your behavior.
Don’t let the fear of “What will people think?” keep you from getting the help you need.
In Jesus, what matters most is the kind of people we are becoming.
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