Oh the irony of searching all around for a someone or something to ease the isolation and make me feel complete and all along God walked right beside me.
In faith, we can tell our mountains to move. Jesus implores for us to forgive recklessly, pray unceasingly and boldly demand in faith that your “problems” get out of our way.
Some days, life feels more like existing and languishing in the sin and depravity of the day. And though for no particular reason other than, my eyes opened…
Today I am filled with gratitude.
I looked over through heavy eyes at the young man who shared my face and said, though I’m not sure from where, “he’s not healthy for me.” Then more to myself than aloud, “I don’t want this.” To which he replied… “And you don’t have to, that’s why you have your own house!” Those words went right through me! He’d given the sermon, it was time to collect the offering.
For this control Momma, Surrender was a dirty word. But doing things my way kept bringing me to my knees.
My stomach churned as I looked over my life and honestly acknowledged that I didn’t trust God as completely as I wished my heart did. WOOOO!
If patience means to suffer. Could finding my passion really mean finding that for which I’m willing to suffer for?
Your grace is sufficient. Your grace is sufficient. Your grace is sufficient. And Do not fear. You say it over and over. But what do I do?… Depend on my own power and walk around scared.
Never count out the unlikely places from which growth can come.
Reconcile & Respire – Return Lost One… Breathe!