“since the moment He created you”
what if you realized: God has been waiting for this since the moment He created you?
what if you realized: God has been waiting for this since the moment He created you?
It’s so easy for me to read over that verse and think of the little coloring pages in my head. I can still see the labels and I think, “The helmet of salvation was purple and the belt of truth was gold” and on it goes.
But what if you have a story to tell and you have access to an audience who needs to hear it? Do not think that if you don’t fit into one of those filtered categories, that you are somehow too ambitious.
The stubbornness that tries to reign as two tiny hands uncurl their fingers from fists and say, “You can have them. You can take them.” Gritted teeth and all.
That concept of who I could be was appealing, and I soaked it in every time. I crossed oceans, ate different foods, took weekend trips to Italy, and stood in skyscrapers in London.
Now that they don’t readily apply anymore, it feels kind of strange, because I think I let myself believe that it was all of those things that made me special or interesting.
No, Jesus. No, it’s cold. No, it’s early. You know I’m not a morning person. No, I don’t have the time. No, I don’t have the energy. No, I shouldn’t waste money on that. I am just that lazy sometimes.
How often do those things remind me of Him? If I compare that to how often I turn to spend time with those things instead of Him the embarrassed blush gets a lot brighter. *raises hand* Yep. A lot. Still guilty.
Because there are just not enough lists like this! Here are 25 things that are just great about life right now if you were standing in my shoes.
It happens occasionally doesn’t it? The past creeps up on you and the enemy uses it to remind us of how ashamed we should feel and how condemned and unworthy we are. Let me just say two things. One: Those are LIES.
Because I just LOVE this mug so much okay. One: It reminds me of a worship song that is absolutely beautiful. “There may be pain in the night, but joy comes in the morning. And when the oceans rage, I don’t have to be afraid, because I know that you love me, and your love …