Today’s muse on transformation. Are we there yet?
I'm really spectacular with a little cocktail sauce behind my ears.
Are we there yet? No silly, we’re just on Day 4, Chapter 4 ~ finding a niche.
Mathison asks the question—what makes a person want to run?
This is a very painful question for me right now.
This happened while running. I started out with both knees, then one popped right off.
I can’t run right now. One joint that decides not to work can really mess with a girl’s plans.
Someone not doing their job in the church community might really mess up God’s plans.
No silly. God can do whatever He wills, through whomever he chooses, but it’s our loss when we chose to go bad on a poor woman three days before a half marathon.
Or choose to ignore that quiet tug.
You know the tug. The tug to serve in an area you’re naturally gifted — or sometimes doing the thing you feel incapable of doing but God sees you through.
One of my deepest friendships came over painting a refrigerator box in the shape of a trolley for Vacation Bible School.
Am I a functioning part of the Body of Christ? Why or why not?
My knee is not functioning. Is that an acceptable excuse?
How could God use me if I were committed to following his lead, instead of my own?
I could get white paint all over some one’s driveway — and have some of the best memories ever.
Good quote in reading..
It’s not who you are that holds you back, it’s who you think you’re not. ~ Author Unknown.
That unknown guy always makes a lot of sense. Imagine what he could have done for the church if he found a little God confidence?
Wonder what we all could do with a bit of faith-inspired God-fidence?
Thanks for sharing. Picked up my book last night – starting it today. Have some catch up to do. I need the purple band too. Think I’ve been complaining a bit too much.
Am I a functioning part of the body of Christ? Why or Why Not?
I told a friend last night, I haven’t been a functioning part of friendships, a funcitoning part of anything lately because I’ve just been holding my own life together with pieces of tape and glue and when you are doing that, it seems that is the only function you can do because the tape keeps popping off and the glue won’t hold. But today I know if I let God hold my life together and I quit trying to do it then I have the time, energy and ability to get back to becoming a functioning part of the body of Christ, a functioning part of my real relationships. I’m giving up the tape & glue and letting God hold me in His hands.
When we get busy and life throws stumbling blocks our way, it’s only natural to try and patch things up the best we can. As women we are the ones who keep the home going. But that’s when things suffer — like friendships. Just keep trying to turn it over to God. Trusting him. That’s so very hard, but it makes Him happy. So what can be better than that?