Psalm 119:2 LB “Happy are all who search for God and always do His will.”
I have come to find that the giving up becomes increasingly poingnant as time goes by because the longer I live, the more I've missed in the lives of those I left behind.
The price is high, missions is costly in every way. On our most recent podcast I share about the price we have to pay when it comes to being obedient to the call. http://www.podbean.com/media/share/pb-cni94-942e1b
The meaning of the hashtag finally had dawned on the horizon of my understanding. The humble hashtag, when followed by a word or several words connected without spaces, is meant to connect people to the subject at hand and communicate a short truth such as #thestruggleisreal.
Immersion. That’s a word you don’t hear often.
We are required to put a little “sweat equity” into this walk of faith. Sometimes this journey is harrowing, fraught with impossibilities – but that’s where God comes in.
When a fisherman spends more of his life on shore than in the water, his very value comes into question because fishermen are meant to fish.
This morning I woke to the sound of wind and rain. Immediately my mind went to our church site and I thought, “The tent…”
What mattered this year is if I honestly represented my Lord and His Mission as I went about my days, if I reached out with mercy and grace, even when I’ve not been offered that same courtesy.
God isn't bluffing - He laid His cards down, now it's our turn.