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Walking is the one physical discipline that the Bible consistently associates with a life of faith. It’s so common it’s almost pedestrian.
Sincere believers can disagree on certain matters, sometimes quite strongly, and still maintain deep respect, honor, and affection toward each other.
For all of us, the universal call is to lay down our swords, listen, learn from our differences, and build something beautiful.
To rise out of a defeated and self-loathing place, it also took the tender, tenacious voice of a She to remind me of a grace that says to my limp, ‘Rise and walk.’
In a moment of loneliness in a room full of strangers, God gave me a fresh glimpse of how He saw me: a beloved daughter among a room of His favorite children.
The worst part of the experience was allowing Satan, the enemy, to keep his foothold in my thought life.
We don’t have to like our circumstances, but we can choose to look for the unexpected gifts they may bring.
So what do we do with that paradox, knowing we can have an impact but also knowing we are weak?
I’m not riddled with anxiety or asking everyone I know to calm me down.
We’re all learning how to trust God, from the newest to the oldest of believers.
The problem isn’t when you have a lot to do; it’s when you have too much to do, and the only way to keep the quota up is to hurry.
For years I relied on the power of “niceness.”
As important as it is for us to know where we do belong, it’s important for us to know where we do not.
I screamed at the heavens, demanding a different answer, a second chance, to go back, to do it over, do it better, but instead I began living a life I didn’t choose.
You don’t always have to know where you’re going — when you know you’re going with God.
