I am filled with joy and jealousy, healing and suffering, passion and sloth. How can one life feel so duplicitous?
Exploring Exodus 2 on Sunday, a question is asked:
"Why are we so reluctant to call on God?"
My answer is swampy darkness itself:
"We believe there is a chance God will say no."
Over a year ago words flowed from the heart:
"... If I live to be 100, my life is half over ... and the thing I want to do is public speaking ... changing hearts and minds with words ...
heaven on earth
we can take it with us
not the $
but the people
Today, I find myself attempting vulnerability while engaging in a very public debate sparked by the word "pro-aborts" ... and I am feeling ill-equipped with every keystroke.
"He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
and release from darkness for the prisoners..."
I am an encourager, a writer and speaker of words.
I will risk crossing the picket lines.
I will risk walking into the dark places God calls me.
an old blog Undone
a beautiful resource Care Net
photo credit Tim Markley