The Image of Christ In Us
I had forgotten who I was, and worse yet, I had forgotten who my God was.
I had forgotten who I was, and worse yet, I had forgotten who my God was.
It is worth investing in finding good friends because your life will be enriched with joy, laughter, and support.
Free me from myself. From my preconceived idea that somehow I could skate through this life pain-free.
While at first, the silence spoke only condemnation, leaning into God’s love transformed silence into serenity.
There is life-transforming power in learning how to engage biblically with toxic members of our family.
It’s tempting to see Jesus through our circumstances instead of seeing our circumstances through Jesus.
Our hope has been placed on a secular model of recovery rather than in the hands of a mighty God who is able to save and deliver His children.
When we seek to find our value in what we bring to the table or allow others to determine our worth, we will always come up short.
The Lord is the God of second and third chances. He is the author of new beginnings in our stories.
With good intention, we desire to be the voice of reason in the middle of their mess.
Grace removes the cloak of condemnation, guilt, and shame our wayward family members have worn for so many years.
Suffocating pain fills every space inside of me as I struggle against its pressure, knowing surely I will be smothered under its burden if I don’t find a way to catch my breath.
The Lord is teaching me to let go of my need to control, and in humility, do what He leads me to do.