For Christians, this word can be tough, depending on what denomination raised you. For non-Christians, this word can be the very thing that has kept you out of the faith. And, as with most hot-button issues, everyone has their own definition.
You know those moments where you’re sitting with a close friend, and before you know it, you’ve totally spilled your guts about whatever crazy/scary/amazing/terrible thing is going on in your life? That’s what this space is for. We’ve all found ourselves in a place we never expected or never wanted to be. But while we’re here – wherever here may be for you – let’s talk about it.
My prayer lately has been that we would follow after God step by step, moment by moment. Not looking left, not looking right. Eyes locked on the One who walks with us. And ultimately, whether the path we trod is smooth or riddled with potholes, that we would cling to the hand of the Good Shepherd.
For those of us who are hardwired for activity – the ones who get. stuff. done. – waiting can be torture. But what if we misunderstood the assignment?
Have you ever paused and considered what you would tell your younger self? I think it’s a good practice because it forces us to stop, to take stock of how much we’ve grown. And odds are, the advice we’d give to the younger generation is advice we still need to hear now.
Let’s talk about it…
I know what my flesh wants, but my soul is resigned to your will, Father. Don’t let this turn out according to my plans. Rather, strengthen me to endure so that your perfect will may come to pass.