How many times have you driven by someone on a street corner holding up a cardboard sign asking for help? If you live in the city, I’d guess up to several times a day. If you live in the country, it might only be a few times a month.
How many times have you stopped and given them something? How many times have you thought they were scamming the public? I’ll answer first. I’ve stopped two times. The second time I stopped is shared below. Almost every time I’ve assumed they were probably scamming or looking for money to use on alcohol or drugs.
During church this weekend, my pastor asked a question that cemented itself in my brain. “Are you a fan of Jesus or a follower of Him?” Tweet this
Did it get you, too?
I was first in line at a red light this past Friday. Continue reading
This past week I was speaking with a friend about how we feel like there’s never enough time in the day to get done all we want. We push certain things to the back burner, prioritizing what means the most to us by what we accomplish first.
He said he’d missed church Sunday and his entire week felt off. At the time, it seemed like what he had to do was more important than church. After all, God meets us where we are. But afterwards, he wished he’d went to church.
As an author, pharmacy technician, wife, mommy, housekeeper, and home chef (love the way that sounds so official), I’m often tempted to let certain things slide in an effort to capture more time. If I skip my forty minute workout, I could get my article done that’s due. If I only read a few verses, it’s still devotion time, right?
But this way of thinking is deceiving.
God created time, if we put Him first, don’t you think He’ll take care of the other stuff? Tweet this Continue reading
We hosted Christmas Eve dinner at our home this year. I don’t know about you, but if I know people are coming over, I want my house cleaner than normal.
I spent the entire day prior cleaning. Everything from the glass shelves in my fridge, to mopping, and tossing out old half used bottles of various hair product from that overflowing drawer in my bathroom.
That evening, when the last gift was wrapped and I could hardly move, I wondered…..
What if I spent this much energy and time preparing for my homecoming with Jesus?
Jesus sees my heart and innermost thoughts every day, even the gummed up, dust bunny recesses of my soul. And He loves me despite them.
So maybe the next time I decide to fanatically clean, I should remember what really counts.
Do you need a good soul cleaning? Do you go into super housekeeping mode when you have guests over?
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I saw a necklace that had the impression of a fingerprint when I was browsing the other night. I fell in love. A silver pendant with the fingerprint of your child. What could be more precious?
It got me to thinking. God made each one of us unique, no matter how many people are born or roam this earth, none of us have the same fingerprint.
And in that, I see God’s fingerprint. No random bit of cells of burst of life made us or this planet we live on. We only have to look at our own fingertips to see the proof of our heavenly Father.
We are special. Just as the thought of my own children’s fingerprints fills my heart, so does our fingerprint to God.
And while we may not leave an actual fingerprint in our families and friends lives, we do leave a fingerprint with our actions and our words.
Are you leaving a Godly fingerprint behind?
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