May we be those broken men and women, the contrite in heart, that God is looking for.
God doesn’t shy away when I’m vulnerable or when I’m not—he is unquestioningly worthy of my trust.
I don’t have to make myself responsible for everyone else’s actions and I don’t have to be a victim: I can occupy my God-given space in the world and take responsibility for what’s been entrusted to me.
Trusting God with all of our hearts, not just specific compartments, is how we were made to live. And I believe every day is an invitation from God to do just that.
Have you called something “not for you” because it was outside of your comfort zone?
Though it’s easier for us to focus on the external, the truth is that it’s the internal that always radiates outward.
Jesus is perfect, not a perfectionist.
Our hearts are the catalyst for everything we do so we are to care for our hearts well.
While I still know nothing about gardening and have nothing short of a black thumb, I see the value in the gardening metaphor.
I suspect that we might be so focused on the rules in one area of our lives, that we’re missing out on something greater being done.