A snow-blanketed junk yard or trash heap looks as beautiful as rolling hills or a pine forest because all you can see is the snow. The same is true for the trash heap that is our lives. The mess we’ve made of things becomes quiet and peaceful when it is covered over by a blanket of God’s grace. What was visible the day before is now forgotten as our once scarlet sins are made white as snow.
"I think we are all basically entitlement freaks. Here's a good test question to find out if you've made progress in humility and gratitude: Ask yourself, 'Am I surprised that my spouse loves me? Do I think I am such a good 'catch' that of course my spouse should love me?'"
Not long into the message I began to get a little uncomfortable. My discomfort increased as the preacher began a tirade against certain individuals, even referring to them as “idiots.” Years later, I don’t have a clue what his text or his point was, but I can clearly recall this preacher’s critical words.
Like the character Demi Moore played in “The Scarlet Letter,” it felt like there was a huge sign on my forehead that identified my sin. It seemed like all of heaven was in suspense . . . waiting to see if this would be the conviction that finally stuck, that actually bore fruit.
We pray this verse for Eli. We pray this verse with Eli. We’ve painted this verse on the wall in Eli’s room. When he starts reading, this will be a passage I will have him practice reading often. When he is able to memorize Scripture, this verse will be where we start.
I quickly realized that I didn’t have the words to ask God to respond the way I wanted Him too. All I could pray was “don’t let him die!” but that didn’t really capture the mighty work I was asking God to do. So I started praying Scriptures for my son.
If you’re not feelin’ it, the answer isn’t to make Him prove His love apart from His sacrifice on the cross, but to pour over those moments when He “put skin” to His love and bled and sufferedfor you, in your place.
“I was at my wits end with my husband. We’ve been married just over a year and have had some of the worst verbal, knock-down, drag-out fights of my life! We’re like junkyard dogs with a bone—ain’t NOBODY gonna take from us what we believe is ours."
While no one in their own power can “tame the
tongue,” thankfully, God provides all you need to discipline this unruly
critter! As you cooperate with Him, here are some practical tips to help you tame that unruly tongue.
The evening passed remarkably fast, leaving fond memories and dirty
dishes. As we cleaned up, we agreed this was one of our best Valentine’s
Days. By turning our attention from ourselves, we became vessels to
demonstrate the love of God in a practical way to others. There was
nothing particularly heroic about this event. We didn’t solve the
problems of the world. We simply gave away a small amount of time and
material resources to surprise and delight others.
"I cannot begin to express to you how Jesus has changed my life. I am so filled with love and joy that I am
unrecognizable to even my husband. There literally is not one aspect of
my life that has not been completely changed. I didn’t know joy until I knew Jesus."
A.H. was trafficked to Dallas/Ft. Worth and forced into prostitution
when she was just a teen. Like many other girls, she was beaten, raped,
and enslaved not far from Dallas Cowboys stadium, where the 2011 Super
Bowl will be held.
When I want to do
well, want things to go my way, or even want to succeed for my own glory,
I sometimes run to Jesus like I would a lucky rabbit’s foot or pre-game
ritual. And when life throws me a curveball, I find myself wondering
“Where were you on that one.”