It takes great courage, faith, and intentionality to feel the grief of our cross while anticipating the gifts of its resurrection. To feel the burden without hope of the blessing is a victory for the opportunistic enemy who since the Garden of Eden wants us to believe that God is holding out on us. We must resist feeding our minds on his lethal fruit, and feast on The Bread of Life. It is one thing to believe, but an entirely different thing to LIVE as we profess to believe. Our walk must be congruent with our talk. Self-congruence does not mean we are happy all the time, (that is not the gospel), but hopeful, yes! Hope survives where happiness does not. You are loved.
Tag: hope
It is From Brokeness That We Become Free
Friend, do you need to be encouraged today? I read the below quote recently, and it has become a “tattoo” on my heart because it is that beautiful to me. Maybe I love it so much because I grew up knowing the love of a horse, and the imagery is endearing and familiar to me; or maybe it is just simply that I know the beauty that only blooms from brokenness. Whatever the case, this quote captures one of the most hope bearing truths of the gospel. God is preparing you for things beyond your imagination in ways that sometimes only He knows and understands. I pray you find refreshment here today. “When a horse is finally tamed and trained, bearing the burden of saddle and human expectations alike, she is called broken. It is only then that she performs the duties expected of her.” ~from the book, Wild and Free
Don’t Give Up
We all have that situation that all hope seems lost. The soundtrack of our mind keeps playing, there is no point anymore; it will never happen or change. Even the people around us lose faith for us, but there is a deep, passionate part within our heart that ultimately cannot let go. An ever present whisper exhorts our weary soul, But God. It is tempting to go underground with this undying desire to avoid standing in shame before others. But God! Only God matters. Psalm 25:3 says~No one who hopes in You will ever be put to shame. Don’t give up, friend. Your hope is in Yahweh, not in man, not in the world and not in yourself. Hope sometimes hurts us, but it also holds and often heals us. You are loved today!❤️
Your Story
I want to tell you this morning friend, that your life is an exquisite story. I know, there are parts that are broken, messy and maybe even down right dark. You are not an anomaly! That is a common denominator for all humanity. What you need to know is that your story, the broken parts, are what birth the beautiful parts; and someone desperately needs to know your journey. Your life is a gift that was created to be shared because it was written by the Author of the universe, and He pens masterful stories about messy people who blossom into majestic professors of hope. You, every part of you, is purposeful and of remarkable value in the kingdom of God. Believe in the power of the script He has written for you!
I’m Going Home
I’m going home. Recently I visited my grandmother in Texas where she lives in a home and receives full-time care. At ninety-six her body is strong, but her mind has slipped. Most days she cannot put intelligible words together. Occasionally, however, she is very clear when uttering a few words. On the first day after “visiting” with her, I told her I would be back to see her tomorrow, and she very discernibly responded, “I won’t be here.” I asked her where she would be, and again she stated with great clarity, “I’m going home.” At that moment those words broke my heart and brokered tears. As I have been pondering her words and that twinkle in time, I have realized that those are the most beautiful three words anyone can say with the confidence Pete did that day. Despite her deficits, she knows her desired destination-Home. Those three words still make me cry, because I now perceive them as a beautiful declaration of her destiny rather than a brutal depiction of her desperation. I’m going home. That is the hope of all our hearts. I’m going home. It is the mantra that rings in the background of all our messes. When we know our eternal home is Heaven, are there any more beautiful words? 2
Corinthians 5:6-9 ~So we are always confident, even though we know that as long as we live in these bodies we are not at home with the Lord. For we live by believing and not by seeing. Yes, we are fully confident, and we would rather be away from these earthly bodies, for then we will be at home with the Lord. So whether we are here in this body or away from this body, our goal is to please him.
Press on in Faith and Hope, Friends
Earlier I stepped out of church to more tragic news. More evil. More lives taken. More unnecessary violence. More heartache.
Yesterday, I decided my feelings would not be the boss of me today as they have been so many recent days amidst the backdrop of consecutive tragedies. I didn’t know my pledge would be so immediately challenged. I remain steadfast in that commitment, but my heart is heavy, and I feel deep sadness. However, I do not have to be powerless to my feelings.
I honor a God whose promises still reign, and He has given me the power to act in spite of my agony. I am going to use The Lord’s strength to continue being a prayerful supporter, a promise seeker, and a peace sower.
Remember the crucifixion, friends. From all the view points of the people present on that dark day, it looked like the most tragic event in history, and it was in many ways. However, it turned out to be the greatest thing God ever did for the world.
We have to hold on to that kind of wreckless faith, friends. We cannot put our hope in this world, but we must press into the hope of God’s word while in this world. Otherwise, we will be starving orphans searching everywhere for a drink only to find tainted water.
John 16:33 ~I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.”
Now it Springs Up
A New Year an Old You?
Indeed, it is the second day of 2016, and it seems as if everyone is talking about a new year, new you, new goals and even new happiness. But you, you are lugging old crosses right across the old and into the “new” calendar. There is illness still present that is old, not so new. There are prodigal children and missing loved ones still pricking the old pain and seeming to prevent the new picture. If only our hearts had zippers, so they didn’t have to be ripped out maybe the pain would be less, just maybe.
You cannot seem to shed the trials and a new year just feels like the continuation of past troubles. Nothing new, nothing better, nothing changed, just the same struggles sabotaging your progress.
You look at others who seem to have it all, not a care in the world, and you feel discouraged. Comparison is a free invitation for the thief to come in and send you further into distress. Pain is not prejudiced but we forget that, feeling like only a few of the unlucky get chosen.
Friend, if you try and make one change in 2016, let it be your thinking. Our thoughts are responsible for the stability of our souls.
We are only as healthy as how we think about our most challenging circumstance.
You may be lugging chronic challenges into a new year, but with significant obstacles come eternal opportunities to nurture a refined you. It is not a date on a calendar that steers us in a fresh direction. It is the desire of our hearts for a Savior that is the only one who can make all things new. (Revelation 21:5) Do not look at dates and set deadlines for out with the old and in with the new. Our plans are perishable, but the will of the Lord stands forever.
There is nothing wrong with setting goals, but if it is our responsibility alone to obtain these objectives, we are creating a set up for disappointment.
We must hold our ideas with free hands, not firm hearts.
We are only as strong as our understanding of our dependence on a Savior outside of ourselves, our doctors, our pastors, counselors, self-help books and the list goes on. If we are placing our hope in where instead of Who we will remain in a vortex of despair.
You will prosper from your pain. If not now, someday soon. If we do not believe that, (Romans 8:28), life becomes void of hope. Hope is a beautiful burden. Why not focus on the beautiful? Isaiah 40:31 ~ but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
You are loved friend.
My Grown Up Christmas List
Dear Jesus,
My Christmas wish list is not filled with things money can buy, rather with precious, eternal things that only You can help thrive. When I was a child Santa Claus and gifts were the magic of the season; now it is about growing in my relationship with you that I see Christmases eternal reason. I have a Christmas wish list from me to You. It is simple, yet difficult and something only you can shepherd me through. They are things this world can not satisfy, only You in me can I rely. I do not ask for a perfect marriage but a peaceful one. I am not asking for saints as children, but growing sinners who repent and know they are forgiven. I do not wish for a sin free home, but one where a simple I am sorry I was wrong sets the tone. I ask not for a life that is pain-free, but one that reflects You in me no matter what my circumstances may be. In the world where suffering has no prejudice, I ask that you enable me to be a beacon of your message. Through pain, great platforms are born. Equip me to impact those watching who desperately need hope in the One person where hearts are transformed. Thank you, Jesus, for all my blessings, the beautiful and the broken, because it is all of them that create opportunities for Your truth to be spoken. If any of these requests, Jesus, cannot be, it is ok because it is only Your will that I desire be. Thank you, Jesus, for dying for me.