The Worst Meal Ever Eaten
The fall really messed things up, but it also set the stage for the greatest rescue mission ever launched.
My thoughts as I journey through this thing called life.
The fall really messed things up, but it also set the stage for the greatest rescue mission ever launched.
While I love the fast pace of life, there’s something precious about silence and slowness.
No matter what you’re seeking, searching after, or longing for know that God is seeking you. You’re the one that he leaves the ninety-nine for.
I believe that God is honored as we examine how we see him and choose to connect with who he truly is.
I know my God is faithful in spite of the messiness of life and I can trust him. No matter what life looks like, he is forever faithful.
I believe that God delights in our asking “Why?”. Let’s be a people who search out important matters as we search after God.
Whether your addition is coffee or something stronger, social media or some other technology, or something entirely different, I encourage you to take those things to God.
What do you do when the thing you thought would solve all your problems doesn’t?
Run to God, mess and all, and let him wrap you in his arms and clean you up with eyes full of grace and love. You don’t need to be perfect to come to him, he’ll accept you where you are, even if you have an F-off sign on your face. Just come.
What have we sacrificed on the altar of “fast” and “convenient”?