Some people have turned crabby into an art form. If you say, “I don’t have anything to complain about,” they are happy to offer some suggestions. I think we live in the most prosperous nation in the most amazing time in history, and yet on social media it seems that all I hear is complaining.
Before you took your first breath, God placed gifts within you. He wove you together with strengths, abilities, and that smile of yours that lights up a room. He made you irreplaceable. There’s one thing no other person in the world can do better than you, and that’s simply being you.
If I were a silent voice inside your head helping you to build healthy relationships, you would hear about this: “We Christians have no veil over our faces; we can be mirrors that brightly reflect the glory of the Lord. And as the Spirit of the Lord works within us, we become more and more like him.
Believing we can "have it all" all the time is a myth, a lie, and a joy stealer. What I do believe is that we can have God’s best for us. A "full life" and "life to the full" are two very different things. One is about grasping, while the other is about receiving.
Paul Barton says that when he was growing up, he does not recall hearing the words, "I love you," from his father at all. Paul says, "When your father never says those words to you when you're a child, it gets tougher to say them yourself each passing year.
When they called him back for surgery, their lips met like two butterflies. Hours later, the doctor sat to talk with the elderly woman. I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, but the words from the doctor fell like bricks. This caused me to look at the man sitting beside me.
I’m author Holley Gerth, and if we could have coffee today I’d say: You don’t need to have it all together. The world tells us we need to be “perfect. ” It heaps on the pressure. It tempts us to hustle for approval and praise.
My car was jammed with my daughter’s belongings. As we drove to the university a few hours away, we talked about the adventure she was about to experience. We arrived on campus and carried in heavy boxes. The whole time I pointed out how exciting it all was. Hours later, we said goodbye.
Here's a big question. How do you recognize the voice of God? Instead of being frustrated that God does not speak to us in an audible voice, perhaps it would be helpful for us to remind ourselves how He does speak. .
I've been thinking more about that big question of how we recognize the voice of God. A few weeks ago I was leading a retreat for university students. It was that Saturday when here Northwest Arkansas, the rain absolutely poured down in torrents. And I came upon Psalm 29.