Why do some things stay in your memory, totally unremembered, for years, and then pop out! suddenly sending you whirling back decades to exactly how you felt when you experienced the thing originally? The book was long gone and forgotten. Then a copy appears unexpectedly in an unlikely place. And instantly you’re at Pop and Goldia’s for the weekend and you can sense the peace of their home and hear Lawrence Welk on the TV and the mourning doves cooing outside and feel the beige sculptured carpet under your elbows as you turn the pages and ask Goldia, what does that say?…
Question for Christians:
Do you trust that God loves you? Everybody says, oh yes, I’ve known that for a long time. Then just watch the way they live. There’s so much fear, so much anxiety, and so much self-hatred. Faith is a code to accept that Jesus knows my whole life story, every skeleton in my closet, every moment of sin, shame, dishonesty, degradedness darkening my past. Right now he knows my shallow faith, my feeble prayer life, my inconsistent discipleship, and he comes beside me and he says, I dare you to trust. I dare you to trust that I love you, just as you are and not as you should be, because you’re never going to be as you should be. --Brennan Manning
This is how much...
...God loved the world: He gave his Son, his one and only Son. And this is why: so that no one need be destroyed; by believing in him, anyone can have a whole and lasting life. God didn't go to all the trouble of sending his Son merely to point an accusing finger, telling the world how bad it was. He came to help, to put the world right again. Anyone who trusts in him is acquitted; anyone who refuses to trust him has long since been under the death sentence without knowing it. And why? Because of that person's failure to believe in the one-of-a-kind Son of God when introduced to him.--John 3:16-18
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