I am literally a carrier of the presence of the living God. More precisely stated, I carry Him everywhere I go. I am an ark of His presence.
For years I have worked to accept my life in its entirety. By nature it's not in us to embrace our story. Acquiesce to it maybe but receive it…not so much.
Though I have come open hearted in giving love, my love was not clean. I was looking for Love in all the wrong places and with a wrong motive.
Our inalienable rights–life, liberty, and our pursuit of happiness–don't necessarily coincide with the declaration of dependence found in the beatitudes.
After I read the Word and study the scriptures, I get up to see them alive and evident in my world. I experience the Word and His Life in the life I live.
We need many days where we stop life and consider our blessing. But there is something better than a holiday, even as wonderful as Thanksgiving is.
Our utter dependence on Christ is one of our greatest gifts. It frustrates our flesh, offends our pride, and hurts our feelings, it is the making of us.
Christ designed me with a personhood, which He has matched in His plan and purpose for my life. When I hold to old opinions of myself, I derail the reality of the true me.
“If one loves God truly…he is known by God…and he is owned by Him.” Part of truly loving God is loving the ones He loves, as He wants to love them. Do we?
I've often struggled with claiming the promises in the Word as my own. But what I am learning is it is about me because my life is about He not me.
This post holds a huge lesson about taking care of myself. It's a deep lesson I have to repeat over and over again. Christ is my everything, even my awareness of self.
The truth of Christ in me, as me ia that He is the Source of Life. We often are unaware of who He is impacting through us and how.