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God calls you a saint based on your new birth in Christ, not because of your behavior.
He’s in the love that always finds a way to find you.
You will be most remembered — by what brought you most joy.
You can’t truly be a warrior of the gospel unless you’re a justice warrior — and you can’t truly be justice warrior unless you’re warrior of the Gospel.
The only call on a Christian is to build every platform into the shape of an altar, to shape every platform into the form of sacrificial service.
What seems like the discouraging ashes of your hopes — can be the nurturing ashes of your growth.
The People of the Cross repent of loving our agendas more — instead of interrupting our agendas because we love Jesus most.
If forgiveness isn’t central to our faith, is our faith really Christian?
When I carried her into ER the first time, with that brave, broken half heart of hers, the doctor asked me point blank: How did she get into this country?…
Who hasn’t been cheated on, talked down, lied about, pierced right through and left heart-broken on some beaten-down back road?
I heard His voice speak gently to my heart, “I still love you. I still want you. I still have a plan for your life.”
So when I step out on to the front porch this morning, there’s a Bible right there at my feet, ripped up into a million mocking shreds. The Sermon on…
It’s been the plan all along, the call on every life—we are created beings with the capacity to hold God.
Great people don’t do great things; God does great things through surrendered people.
There were many times like this, tiny things that made me remember that God wasn’t done with me yet.
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