Take some time to pray and praise God this evening. And tomorrow. Of course you should do this 24/7, 12/365. Be extra and be thankful. For the good and bad.
I’m praising God for an awesome job in my career field 10 months out of undergrad. I’m praying that at least one coworker can visit my church, a bible study, or a fellowship event. I’m also praying for courage and discernment as I find more opportunities to minister in their lives.
I’m praising God for closer fellowship and communication with my blood family, especially momma. You couldn’t pay me enough to make me believe I’d see a day in which we could just simply talk and laugh. Without fear of the future (ok Proverbs 31 sisters?! Amen). I praise God that I get to witness her read her bible.
I praise God that we both belong to the Kingdom.
I pray for the rest of the Kingdom that we continue to encourage and build each other up. And to seek scripture to fill in the gaps of what we don’t know, what we don’t think, what we don’t see, and what we don’t feel. Yet.
Worship! Cut a step, sing in the bathroom. Something.
To quote a title track from one of my favorite bands, Switchfoot, “Happy is a yuppie word.” Yet all too often, its what we settle for, instead what we really want, which is given by the only one who can actually give it to us. That is, if we seek Him first. Tonight’s tune comes from Leah Smith, and its about a fruit called joy. Unlike happiness, true joy is eternal and can only be found in Christ alone.
…a three-week challenge of intense discipleship I can’t wait any longer. A month of mind-blowing fellowship, ministry, sharing, love, tears, conviction and prayers, God decided it’s time for my next step. Baptism. As an adult that is committed to following Christ with everything he’s made me with and blessed me with. I can’t be a true disciple with all this increasing faith and joy without being born of the Spirit and being buried with Jesus through baptism. Says who? Romans 6 and Colossians 2. He says so.
Tonight, at Ocean View beach here in Norfolk, VA. I’m celebrating a new life in Christ who died and rose for me and the rest of you.
Care to celebrate with me?
It has been a very challenging two weeks. I’ve been forced to look at my heart and sin like I never have before. The pride in my heart, the unforgiveness that was there also. Issues that I thought were taken care of seemed to still be lingering somewhere. I can’t hide from scripture though. These things are what puts Jesus on the cross continuously, when not dealt with and repented from. Tonight’s tune comes from a clip shown at midweek service tonight at my church. If you’re compelled, drop a comment.
That’s how we need to be.
I woke up this morning nervous as all get out. Today was my first day as a professional (really a paraprofessional in my line of work) in a city I’m still learning. But I was welcomed as a family member, and in the midst of a VERY busy afternoon in the building, I was able to jump in and rock and roll with very little help (thanks to some volunteer experience). In just four months that I’ve lived here, I’ve met probably 200 people through public transportation, churches, libraries, medical centers, grocery stores, malls, beaches and neighborhood residences. After each outing I return to a nice home with a front and back porch (still can’t get over that white picket fence, I’m not the American dreamer), on a street with neighbors from various cultures. I’ve got my momma here with me, and an uncle 45 minutes away. I’ve committed to having intimate bible studies with two women my age who’ve graciously taken time out of their schedule, opened their homes and hearts up to me so God could go in and pour in. Health, strength, laughter, I mean come ON! The faithfulness of God continues to humble and astound me each day, and it keeps me from giving serious side-eyes and cussing people for their inadequacies, because He can pull the plug on me at anytime.
Thank you Lord for upholding me, and with a willing spirit. And a teachable heart.
And uh, I just found out that the shutdown has shut up.
Am I the only one grateful?