So far I have realized on thing, like I’m coming out of the dark green fog of self-sufficiency and pride: It’s not about me doing more. It’s not about me getting better. It’s about me letting go, letting go and not adding to God’s perfect grace. It’s about accepting myself for who God says I am.
Jesus is so much better than all the romance novels and chocolate in the world. – Please follow and like me:
Once in a while I come upon a perfect egg: no spots, no flakes of shell, no blood, no mud or unmentionable dirt. Just a smooth copper oval of awesomeness. I admire the egg and it’s pristine beauty.
Jesus didn’t die so that we could be more ethical and more moral. Jesus didn’t die so that we could have a better life or Read More
The health of a church is directly proportional to the number of artists thriving in it.
Praying with My Pen at my blog Domestic Mobility