Sometimes God demands radical measures when He wants to bring about radical results.
He knows the way I have taken; when He has tested me, I will emerge as pure gold. Job 23:10.
If my children think I’m genuine, no one else’s opinion matters to me.
TRUST GOD. Plain and simple. Not easy, mind you, but basic and uncomplicated.
Let God have your failures. Surrender to Him your most dreadful moments of captivity, your most humiliating defeats. God and God alone can use them to make you twice the warrior you ever dreamed you’d be.
Let this matter be settled once and for all. Know that nothing and no one, including you, can sabotage your salvation.
Why are you troubled?” He asked them. “And why do doubts arise in your hearts? Look at My hands and My feet.” Luke 24:38–39.
God sometimes uses us most powerfully when we feel the least adequate.
Our Promised Lands are characterized by the presence of victory, not the absence of opposition.
God can prevail and bear wonderful fruit from an unequally yoked couple as we will see, even though their lives are often more complicated than they had to be.
Life isn’t fair. Not from any direction. I live in the inconceivable grace of God every day of my life. That’s not fair either.
Beloved, stop looking at others as more spiritual than you and just start believing God!
My lips will glorify You because Your faithful love is better than life. Psalm 63:3.
To extend hands of service without hearts of love is virtually meaningless.
Nothing is more ignorant than choosing man’s intelligence over God’s.
Dim vision ages us rapidly, and we lose the childlikeness that once made us feel like real princes and princesses in a kingdom. We can be young and yet feel old. Heavy laden. Burdened. In a pit where vision is lost and dreams are foolishness.
So highly revered was commingle, that the Jews called him “the beauty of the Law”.
We need not hang our heads and beg. All we need to do is lift up our faces and ask. May Jesus touch our lips again with coals from the altar and set our tongues aflame with His holy fire.
God is far too faithful to allow the prodigal life to be cost-free.
We pitch our tents of brick on the tremulous soil of a dark, scary world.