Our weaknesses.. Our shortcomings.. Our inadequacies.. When given to God, these imperfections showcase to the world that God uses earthen, human, needy vessels on the daily.
However, spiritually – I don’t want to be labeled – but defined. Defined by something greater. Something more than just the outward.
A poem depicting our need to turn back to the Word, instead of focusing on the World.
Taking EVERY thought I have and bringing it under the Lordship, Authority, and correction of Jesus Christ.
I’m glad I learned at an early age that going to church isn’t optional.
Don’t make the “snapshot” of what is today the cover for the “album” of what your life has been, is, and is going to become.
As I devoured a couple pieces of Dove chocolate last night (Confession: Before Dinner), I took a second to read the famous sayings on the inside of the wrappers. One, in particular, hit me in the face. Don’t talk about it, just be about it. Does this not describe our generation? We love to talk…
I’m tired of letting small things or unmet, wishful expectations or random, dumpy situations get in the way and – frankly – create opportunities for my happiness to leak out.