Some seasons in life are busy. I just concluded this type of season. Let me tell you — it was hard and I was overwhelmed. I would never try to hide this fact from you. Busy seasons are hard seasons. Even now, I am fighting the urge to tell you my list of things that I had to do.
Think about a moment in your life when you experienced regret. You said something or did something that turned out to be wrong; or maybe you missed an opportunity to do something right. Regret — the longer we live the more likely we are to experience it in our lives.
“Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.” (Hebrews 11:1, New International Version) This well-known verse of Scripture beautifully defines faith.
Believers in Jesus Christ always have a reason to hope. Hope changes everything because it positions us to see what is in our life instead of what is missing.
Jesus came to bring peace on earth. I think we can all agree that we need a good dose of peace in our lives. The world we live in is divided. The things that divide us are as diverse as the divisions that we face. Politics, religion, preferences, and beliefs---the list goes on and on.
There is a song playing on Christian radio that is titled, “Dear, Younger Me.” I wonder if you have heard the song. The premise of the song is simple. If we could give the younger version of ourselves some advice, what would it be?
All of us have seasons of life that we view as wasted years. If you do not, hang on. It will happen. We experience these seasons for different reasons. Sometimes we are running from God. Other times we are relying on our own abilities.
Do you have a “go to” passage of scripture that consistently speaks truth into your life? I remember the day that God gave a “go to” passage to me. I was speaking at a weekend event. On Friday night, I delivered a message about the holiness of God.
When I was a little girl, I learned a song. “My God is so great, so strong and so mighty, there is nothing my God cannot do... for you!” Sometimes we need to be reminded of this simple, yet profound, truth. God is great and He is mighty. There is nothing that is too difficult for Him!
My son volunteered to take me to the gym. He is sixteen. I am forty. He is athletic. I am not. I took the challenge. It was not pretty. We started by warming up on the bicycles. To be honest, I felt like the “warm up” was a pretty good workout. I was ready to call it a day after two miles.