How many times have you read a quote and almost immediately reposted it? You’re scrolling along and, B A M, someone else’s words hit you just right in the soul. You’ve gotta repost it as soon as possible. You can’t keep this wisdom from the …
Over this past year, I would post, “Dig Deeper,” in my stories on Instagram. There were many who thought they knew what I meant. But, they were wrong. SO wrong. I saw people being jerked this way and that as each new shocking headline or …
A friend asked if I’d written on my blog lately. Nope. I couldn’t even remember the last time I had written in this space. Maybe I needed a break; a break I didn’t know I needed. Sometimes we need to step away for awhile. Honestly, I wrote so much every week for so long that I needed to miss it. I needed to find my passion again. I needed to find who I was and who I wanted to be in this space rather than chasing who everyone and all the algorithms were telling me to be.
It’s easy to get caught up in our spaces. Many of us don’t even realize it is happening. The days pass quickly and we haven’t looked up once. With our heads down and eyes focused on the task, we slowly lose ourselves in our work instead of our work losing itself in us. We become what we are doing instead of who we are.
Where are your eyes?
Where have you fixed your gaze?
Have you become what you’re focused on or have you remained true to who you are?
It’s easy to ebb and flow in this space. The pull of the world is strong like a constant magnetic force trying to pull us away from our Creator’s design and into the dull waning of the ways of our culture or state of our world. What we do should be an overflow of who we are; not the other way around.
So, I guess I needed a break. I needed my work to pour out of who I am and who God created me to be instead of allowing the outside things tell me who I am and how I should be, do, think, and respond.
Pick your head up. Look around. Ask yourself, “Who am I?” Step into who you are created to be and watch what you are trying to create come to life.
A few times in history, we unite in emotion and human will. Events occur single-handedly stopping time. We unite in feelings, thoughts, and an unstoppable motivation to do better and be better for humanity. For my generation, that time is 9/11. For others, it’s Kennedy’s …
I walked upstairs and started picking up. I walked into the game room and noticed the Little People nativity. This is one of my favorite Christmas items. We have had it since my twelve year old was a toddler. The boys flock to it every …
There’s a lot of talk about “threshing wheat” in the Old Testament. The act of threshing wheat was to remove the grain from the stalk: separate the valuable part from the worthless. I feel this happening on multiple levels in all our lives right now. There is a sifting. Even the Church.
Threshing wheat was not easy. Removing the edible part of the wheat from the non-edible piece is laborious. Threshing is often used symbolically as a symbol of God’s judgment: an opportunity to see who truly believes God’s Word and who doesn’t.
We are watering the wrong thing. And God is putting us through the threshing process to rid us of the useless pieces we have gathered.
We have an opportunity right now, an opportunity like never before, to take back our souls from the Deceiver, and fill them with the valuable wheat of Scripture. It is time we let go of our Christian comforts and press into the grace that Jesus provides. It is only in this space that we truly find comfort, peace, and rest.
Threshing is happening right now whether you see it or not. God is sifting the Church in a mighty way. What will remain? The valuable. The remains will lead us to Jesus. And if they don’t, they will land on the floor discarded.
“Behold, I have made you a new, sharp threshing sledge with double edges; You will thresh the mountains and pulverize them, And will make the hills like chaff.” Isaiah 41:15
We are sitting and waitingWaiting for someone to tell usWaiting for another human to tell us it’s okay, it’s safe, this is how you do it….I’m tired of waitingI’m exhausted by other humans & our pressNot because they are bad, but because they are messyThey …
I was sitting on my back patio. I couldn’t believe how nice it felt outside for August 1st. I live in Texas. August is usually opressive. Hot and humid. Not tonight. This night ushered in cooler temps and a nice breeze. I took it in; …
We all want this to end. I don’t care what you believe, who you believe, or what your “truth” is right now. We all are waiting for something, anything, to save us from this madness.
Who/what will save us.
We are reaching, grabbing, chasing anything and everything that might bring us a smidgen of comfort. Every day we whisper under our breath, “I don’t know how much more of this I can take.” And then we reach for all the things that make us feel better, feel more in control, or feel the slightest bit normal.
Can I be frank? None of the things you are reaching for will save you.
I’ll keep this one short and simple. All the things we think will save us, all the things we reach for to bring us some small bit of comfort are fleeting. They slip through our fingers like sand. Press into the One who can save. You have a Savior. I promise He is better then anything you are reaching for.
God’s been doing a work on me. I think it is fair to say that He is doing a work on all of us. He’s been stripping me. What once brought me joy and comfort no longer satisfies. We hear a lot about not idolizing …