The innate blessing and protection that accompanies respect for authority was remarkably evident in the movie 13 Hours: The Secret Soldiers of Benghazi.
I looked at one part of my life and said, “I know the truth here.” I didn’t ask the Lord what He saw, or He would have told me. I just believed I knew.
Too often I assess things according to what I see right in front of me. I am caught in my own narrow perspective, an inevitably dark place of unbelief.
I want to live aware of the Gaze of God's eyes upon me. Eyes that see everything and from which I don’t need to hide. Eyes that gaze with Love not control.
The silent character: There’s a character in every story that often remains unknown. One that very few attest to and even fewer acknowledge.
Hysterical fear and the fear of death have been deep strongholds in me even before I was in touch with those fears, but there is an answer.
By the time the news broke with the ISIS attacks in Paris, I was already drowning and that just pushed me over the edge. “Where are You, God?”
When God is the source of good in my life, when His goodness motivates my word or action, then that is the good that overcomes evil.
My feelings are a barometer for what’s being churned up in my heart, but they aren’t the last word on my situation. And thank God for that!
Not relegating ourselves to the Will of God will leave us paupers. To grasp for more will making us unable to actually receive what He wants to give.
I’ve been so fixated on the completion of an assignment that I’ve made that the focus, my sole purpose. I took the responsibility and made a law of it.
It’s not hard for me to start off well in repentance and then veer off the path, but repentance can't be an excuse for me to disobey the Spirit’s leading.