Thinking it Through

Sometimes I’ll run across things that cause me to stop and think just for a moment longer or I’ll even let them roll around in my head for a while…here’s a smattering of what has been hitting my heart lately!

This post made me stop and ask what if we really did stop categorizing…if we opened the floodgates for open and frank conversations sprinkled with grace and love rather than full of judgment and labels.  What if we threw out the dirty water examples and started showing each other how to fall forward.  We all have our areas where we’ve fallen.  Whether it be greed or lust or gossip or anger.  Let’s put down the stones and start drawing in the sand forgiveness and love.

Heart-wrenching grief and love rolled into one gloriously messy post.

Words do cut deep. They echo for long after they’ve been said especially when they’re one of your top love languages.  I often try to rush the healing process and to skip past the tears.  I don’t honor my emotions easily.  I’ve learned that I need to and that God is ever gracious when I do.  I thought I had learned this, but I’m finding He’s teaching me all over again that I’m okay healing in my own time frame and in my own way.  Other people may not understand this, but that’s okay…not everyone knows my story and how it has made me, me.  Those that do know me, love me, and remind me that it’s okay…that I’m okay.

I dare you to love yourself. And I dare myself to take the same challenge.  To love how God has made each of us.

What if  _____? Will you fill in the blank with fear or faith?

I love the prodigal son story. I find myself as both the younger and the older son.  I’m one off running toward my dreams and plans only to find out that I’ve been deceived.  But I’m also the one staying put being obedient without ever knowing that my Father is ever there with abundant blessings.  Too often when I’m seeing the Father lavish His grace and love on others…I’m only asking for a small goat or sitting in the mundane every day not even looking or asking for Him.  Really. As if, my Jesus doesn’t pour out the love and good gifts on me way more than just a small goat…is my view of God really so small.  Let me ever learn to know Him more and more.

 

like a good Father you will take care.

You wrap yourself around every detail of my life.

cause i mean everything to You.

when i’m feeling that i’m falling apart…You hold me now

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