So, I've been writing a book...? a Bible study? a lot of words on a page? I am not sure what to call it. But, I have been working on it a while. I just started writing, and it has blessed me to remember the lessons the Lord is teaching me about how strong my flesh is, and how opposed it is to His Kingdom. So, I am going to randomly choose a blurb from my writings, and post it. I am praying that the Lord will use it to be an encouragement to someone... anyone really. If nothing else, it has encouraged me to remember His faithfulness. What a full-of-grace God we have. So here goes...
We believe the wrong things about ourselves.
I never knew all of the places God would take me in my life. I didn’t understand that my free will was given to me so that I could choose freedom, but had the power to keep me in bondage all of my years. It was unimaginable to me that God had a purpose for the things that He allowed to happen to me – or should I say, around me? I didn’t know that His purpose for my life was not necessarily my happiness, but His holiness. Can you imagine? Every hard thing was allowed by His hand, of course every good thing, but every hard thing too. The day I clung to my father’s leg as he walked away from me, my mom and my sister – He allowed it. The day my mom died – my coach, my cheerleader, my friend – she was my whole world. He allowed that too. By His hand I faced the hardest times of my life. And by His hand I found the most precious gift in the world. In the midst of life’s hardships, in the midst of my secret shame, the lowest part of my life, I discovered the reality of His love. His unfailing, never-ending, all-healing, unforgettable love. He meant it for me. As if that was just for me, He made it personal...
So, that's the blurb for the week... maybe I'll write more later... :)
