I want to fuel my day reaching for God. Settling into His rhythm. Allowing Him to be the sustainer of my energy. Not replacing His perfect provision for an incapable substitute.
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Claiming the Cross completed my conversion.
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He lovingly holds out His hand and offers to pull us up out of the mud and muck.
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Thankful He allows me to find that tunnel out from under all my wrongs and brings me to the foot of the cross.
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If you genuinely, sincerely receive it and it is sealed in you, nothing can separate it from you. Nothing.
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Returning to dedicated practice restores what had been lost.
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It doesn't take long to be bombarded with demands that try to pull your focus away from where it needs to be.
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How do you unpack from that trip!?!
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Five years ago I was introduced to soap making. I fell in love with the scents and the science. Watching ingredients come together from solids to liquid and back to solid in just a matter of time and condition. I didn’t master it. I piddled. The desire lingers. Time doesn’t allow. Priorities take precedence. My mom crocheted. I taught myself by watching others. Small projects completed and an attempted big one unfinished. The creating with my hands only bringing minimal satisfaction because the perfectionist in me sees all the faults left from imperfect stitching. I didn’t master it. I piddled.…
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Ephesians 1:6 to the praise of the glory of His grace, which He freely bestowed on us in the Beloved. God’s glory-grace given. Paul repeats the phrase “to the praise of the glory” or “to the praise of His glory” three times in Ephesians 1. Then continues two more times referring to God’s glory. Five references to glory in one chapter. Whose glory? God’s. Kept to Himself? No. In verse 6, grace bestowed on the writer and recipients of the letter. More specifically, in verse 2, “the saints who are at Ephesus and who are faithful in Christ Jesus.” In…