Fixing My Thoughts on Him

I was out for a walk recently, listening to a sermon, when the following passage caught my attention:

“You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed. How precious are your thoughts about me, O God. They cannot be numbered! I can’t even count them; they outnumber the grains of sand! And when I wake up, you are still with me!” —Psalms 139:16-18

I was struck by the phrase, “How precious are your thoughts about me.” For some reason, I had never given much weight to the fact that God actually thinks about me. And not only that He thinks about me, but that His good thoughts for me outnumber the grains of sand.

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Don’t Leave the Kingdom on the Table

Two things I’m passionate about are knowing God and receiving everything He has for me. I don’t want to leave anything on the table.

My mother-in-law often says, “Never live beneath what Jesus died to give you.” As I try my best to live that way, one thing I’ve learned is that I can only know God in certain capacities when I leave my comfort zones, and I can only receive to the extent that I recognize my need. For example, I can’t know God as provider if I never lack anything. I can’t know God as protector if I always avoid trials. I can’t know God as defender if I never walk boldly.

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The Light is On

It’s time to get the children home.

Two years ago, the Lord impressed this phrase on my heart. Since then, He has confirmed His Word over and over again—through my time in the Word, my quiet time, my prayer time—The hour is coming. It’s getting late. Tell my children to come home.

The words have resonated deeply in my spirit because there’s no denying this world can be dark. In Judges, one of the darkest times in history came because, as the writer said, “Everyone did what was right in their own eyes.” I don’t know a better way to describe our society today, and there’s a lot of fear, anxiety, and pain that comes with that kind of moral and spiritual decline.

But the Father’s house is filled with light and joy.

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