I bust through plateaus by changing direction, asking for fresh vision, and choosing to see the staleness as an invitation from God to know him on a new level. Take the dry spot has a sign to go deeper. I’ve compiled a few ways you can freshen up your time in the word when it is feeling robotic. Dig in and enjoy the process.
As a follower of Jesus for 16 years, I have always believed that I should actively evangelize. However, until about two years ago, I shared the Gospel embarrassingly infrequently. The few times I did share, I was ridiculously ineffective. In fact, my infrequent and ineffective efforts created a negative vicious cycle...
When we experience the death of a friendship, a dream, a marriage, or a ministry, it has potential to cripple us from moving forward. As I reflect on this last year, I am evaluating my scars and want to share three ways we can minimize the scar tissue of our heart.
Mary walked into my counseling office breathless. She sat down quickly, and with tears in her eyes, began apologizing for nothing and everything, in particular.
“I just feel so stretched. I don’t even know where I end and the next person begins,” she told me.
What does it look like to live life for God, and not for the approval of other people? To some, it might look easy. But for the majority, it’s a serious battle. The reality of it is, it’s a constant surrender of laying down the flesh and walking out in your God-given identity, so you can please the One that really matters.
I hate unloading the dishwasher. It’s the chore that irritates me most: a never-ending cycle. That particular Tuesday I’d had enough. I thought “What am I Doing?! What a waste of my life to be standing here unloading the freaking dishes! Again!”
Whatever field you are in, it’s essential to learn how to discern criticism. What is worth humbly heeding and what deserves to be chucked straight into the garbage bin?
When navigating criticism, here are three questions we can ask!
At 29, I found myself suddenly single, a season of life I thought I’d long bid farewell when I had stood at the altar and promised ‘until death do us part’ three years prior. Nowhere in my 10 year plan had I ever envisaged divorce, let alone navigating my way through the daunting dating jungle again.
I am not here on this planet to be a puzzle master or to find all the answers to the deepest questions. I am here to be a light. I am here to be a helper. I am hopefully going to leave this planet better than how I found it.
Thankfully God’s Spirit faithfully downloads just the right scripture at just the right time. As I began re-packing my suitcase for the return trip, feeling way out of my league and fretting that the numbers proved it, sometime between the bathroom and closet in the hotel room, the prayer of Agur from Proverbs 30 dropped into my mind...
I have wanted a nose ring for more than 20 years: a little diamond-y stud, a twinkle beneath my eye. It’s been more than 20 years now and my nose is still—somewhat disappointingly—stud free. Someone recently asked me why I didn’t just go for it, which in turn needed clarification – why didn’t I do it then? Or why don’t I do it now?