When life’s made up of your blend, of love and loss, of gathering and giving, of creating and destroying, we know that it’s only through experiencing you that we experience the potential for change, our opportunity for growth.
It’s the first of July, and in the midst of a winter chill, and I saw. How candles can flicker on right through the night, and hope can be served right there when the heart is healed right here, and that the way to see the light of day is to walk through the length…
Somewhere at the back of the desert, in a place dry and barren, where you think heaven’s brazen and the dusty air of death’s howling, there’s a well, and you’ll be well. He comes like a cooling rain in summer’s scorch and uses every minute of your hard to work for your good, and His glory.
Maybe it’s precisely in the suffering and the seemingly lack of healing that a thousand answers are found, because when we face of our own suffering bravely that we showed the world every answer to every suffering.
Being able to deal well with losses is one of the most important skills to have, as losses are life’s constant companion, and if managed well can offer an opportunity for regrowth and revival.
Because who’d ever get this?
For those days when you’re hollowed out in the lowlands of life, He’s provided a High Way out.
For the seasons when the fog of depression disorients, and the black of losses eclipses — He’s got His light shining through all your cracks.
if you have something in your life that is not necessarily “bad” – but dominates you, why don’t you ask God to help you give it up and find freedom.
And on the other side of Heaven, we’d see a glimpse of the why.
Why God would place His most prized possessions in the fire, why He’d allow His most precious vessels in the melting pot of distress.
That which fills you, that’s what will lift you, or leave you, and leak out of you…
He’s given His survivors strength to walk out of splits so they can become completely whole.
Sometimes the chart of our lives may seem frenzied, and chaotic — but God really does have a method to all the seeming madness, and a certainty in all the chaos.
This story inked into the pages of our history, about the one Man who dripped with blood and hung naked on the wooden beam of an old rugged cross.
About his halting breaths that make for our one full breath, of his haunting claim that leaves us forever claimed — this story that proves the dead can rise to life.
Like it or not, if our heart desires to serve the great call of God in our lives, then we’re called to lead and liberate others into their greatness in God.
And when you choose to remember your regrets instead of your redemption, you can live believing you’re wounded and broken when you’re actually whole and redeemed, and born to be bigger than any of your bruises.
How I love this post by Carey Nieuwhof; …just a few excerpts of his wonderful word here. May it stick on the wall of our hearts always: You are the common denominator in everything that’s happened in your life. Faithfulness is rare. Not just in marriage, but also in life. Culture teaches us to dispose of…