And courage is not what I imagined. Courage did not feel like being brave or having superhero strength. Instead, it was weakness and being frightened and still doing what I imagined would kill me. It’s thinking, “If I must die, I must die.” Courage is picking up stones in the face of giant-sized fear. Courage is believing, “may it happen to me as you-God–have said.”
When time and distance separate us from loved ones, our heart aches, especially during the holidays. But when a loved one, a family member, our children or friends are not well or hurting, that distance grows, and their difficulty becomes ours. In these times, prayer is our comfort.
But whatever were gains to me I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. What is more, I consider…
Fear of missing out on something bigger led me to say “yes” to good things but kept me from doing…
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who…
Words are powerful. Words can give life or kill spirits.
The words spoken to us, in us and by us can be words of love and affirmation or words of anger and bitterness. What words do you hear people speaking to you? What are you saying to yourself? To others?