The Obedience that Saved

The Obedience that Saved

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Melissa is an Okie with a Texas heart. She is a wife and a mother of four. After having taught in the classroom for 8 years, she now happily finds herself as a stay-at-home mom. In any spare time, she enjoys leisure reading and also enjoys writing on her blog (chroniclesofakeeper.com). Out of all the little adventures of life - her greatest joy is found in her relationship with God. Walking in His grace, living in His peace and resting in His redemption is something she is very passionate about sharing with others.
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When reading the scriptures detailing the death of Jesus Christ, believers often acknowledge that they sometimes can be difficult to get through. Yes, our souls celebrate the freedom resulting from that moment, but our hearts also mourn the harshness and pain of it, too.  Jen Wilkin has said, “The heart cannot love what the mind does not know.” I get that.  Many times I have read through the scripture’s account of everything from the Last Supper to when Jesus cried out His last breath. For a long time, I didn’t love reading it. I didn’t love the words my eyes took in, because my mind did not understand what was there to see. Reading through those passages now, with a desire and purpose to understand, brings about a new meaning. 

Many things could be written concerning those last moments before the death of Jesus Christ. For this post, I want to focus on the obedience Jesus displayed. Christ’s perfect obedience to His Father is so powerfully and beautifully laid out; I wonder how I never saw it all those years ago.

At the Garden of Gethsemane, we get a glimpse of an intimate moment between Father and Son. We read the words Jesus spoke aloud to His Father:

Going a little farther, He fell face down and prayed, “My Father! If it is possible, let this cup pass from Me. Yet not as I will, but as You will” Matthew 26:39 (HCSB).

Here we see Him not questioning. Rather, in full perfection, He submits to the rescue plan His good and loving Father had set in place since before the creation of the world. The Son lays down His life to His Father, so that He can then lay it down for ours. 

The beauty of the Son’s perfect obedience, as scripture shows, is ours to soak up and savor. We acknowledge Jesus Christ’s beautiful and wonderful perfection as He lived, walked, suffered, and died in perfect submission to His Father. By reading these passages, I am fully aware that my obedience to God is not contingent on my own strength or capabilities. It is only possible because of and through the perfect submission of Jesus Christ to His Father.

Our lives could never be the perfection as that of Christ’s. He lived the life we could never live and died the death we deserve. But, what a glorious gift — that His obedience brings us hope. What a thing it is that His obedience perfected is ours gifted. What a marvel and joy it is that Christ’s perfect obedience resulted in our redemption.

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For just as through one man’s disobedience the many were made sinners, so also through the one man’s obedience the many will be made righteous. -Romans 5:19 (HCSB)

For just as through one man's disobedience the many were made sinners,

When Church Doors Close

When Church Doors Close

God has blessed us with a great big world, and I try to go see it whenever I can!Admittedly, I have an unusual life where I get to teach what I love 8-9 months out of the year and then go travel and serve the Kingdom in my other home the rest of the time:Edmond, Oklahoma and Vienna, Austria. A lot of what I write revolves around what God teaches me through those experiences and I invite you to "travel" with me in those times! Basically, I want to be Rick Steves (the travel writer) and Lysa TerKeurst (Proverbs 31 Ministries) when I grow up! :)

I have a bunch of college "kids" I call my own, 2 dogs named Abby and McGee (yes, I love NCIS) andI get to be "the cool aunt" to 2 beautiful nieces and 3 handsome nephews.They make great play dates!

Given the opportunity, I want to encourage people when I can and remind them of the power of God in their life...or help them find Him in different ways.Fair warning:I'll ask you the tough questions!I treasure deep relationships - especially ones that will allow for "iron sharpening iron."

I love being outside, and I'm a huge fan of turning off the phone whenever possible to soak up God's creation! Actually, I'm a huge fan of turning off the phone in general...as the phrase goes: "Wherever you are, be all there", and if you are where I am, then I'm going to be all there!

I'm flawed, but saved by grace and learning daily to be loved by God.I'm thankful for the times he lets me wrestle with him because he knows my heart of hearts, and I'm ok with my hip being messed up (Genesis 32: 24-26) because growth comes from it.I encourage you to join me in the journey!

Love well...breathe deep....show mercy!
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Have you ever experienced the doors of your church building opening and closing for the last time?  Maybe too many people moved away.  Perhaps spiritual truths weren’t being spoken.  Maybe your building was too big for the congregation to support financially.  Maybe something happened that caused a split in the church.

I’ve been there, done that.  Maybe some of you have, too.

That happened to the first church I remember attending when I was very young. When you’re little, you don’t remember the why. You just remember the Easter egg hunts with the new twirly dress your mom made. Or dressing like a scarecrow for the fall festivals, the cake walk, and bobbing for apples.

It was where I remember watching a “Jonah and the Whale” puppet show. My parents had worked tirelessly on a papier-mâché whale made from chicken wire and strips of newspaper dipped in glue and painted to look like the fish we all imagined in the Bible story. That giant fish was wonderful, and it made that story come to life for me.

It was also the place where I experienced my first foot-washing service. While I was only six or seven years old at the time, it impacted the rest of my life!  It was life-giving and life-changing.

The church building’s expenses had become too much for the congregation to maintain, so the decision was made to sell the building. At the time, I didn’t know what was going on, nor did I need to. I just knew we weren’t going to that church building anymore and I didn’t know why.

But church was a part of my family and it was a part of my life.  I never knew it any other way.

Fast forward ten years. Our family had moved to another state. I grew up with a wonderful, spirit-led and serving youth group, graduated high school, and was now in college.   One summer Sunday, I realized that Satan was doing a pretty good job tearing apart my church family.  That church had also been life-giving and life-changing to me. But it was clear those doors, too, would soon be closing.  And they did, but I still loved the people and missed that family.

Throughout college, I admit, I did the dance called “church hop.” I couldn’t find a church in the area that was like my home church, so I wasn’t satisfied. Allow me to put the emphasis on I, because, looking back, that’s what it boiled down to. I had made church about me and how it would best suit me. I wanted the worship music and the digging into scripture, the handshake and the smile at the door. While I wanted people to know my name and who I was, I didn’t do my part. Let’s be real: I didn’t want to commit to the flawed person I was, or to serve a Holy God for the sake of the church.

I’m not sure what I struggled with more during that season, the fact that I was contradicting what I had grown up loving and being a part of my whole life, or that I wanted it to be like my church back home, and it wasn’t.  Either way, they were lousy excuses.  Let’s call them what they were.

But by grace, God navigated me through that season by means of something I never intended…he tends to work that way.

My dissertation topic was over Church Interior Design.  The fancy, academic title for the paper was, “Church Interior Aesthetics: Do the interior aesthetics of a worship environment affect the retention of the post-modern generation?”  According to my findings, the answer is yes, but you can’t write the word “YES” for 100+ pages.  But, when you spend more than two years of your life on a paper, you’d better love your subject matter, because you will eat, breathe, and sleep your topic.  Thankfully, the experience taught me a lot.

In order to explore the topic efficiently, I read close to fifteen books, countless scholarly articles, attended upwards of thirty churches in the area, and others when I was out of town.  They were all different sizes, “flavors”, instruments, a capella, traditional and contemporary worship (everything in between), longitudinal seating plans (two sides with a center aisle), circular, and half-round layouts, warehouses, 120+ year old buildings, brand new facilities, stained glass, dark holes, casual, suits, dancing, “high church”… You name it, I probably saw it.

Truthfully, in the beginning of my research, I was so busy observing and taking notes that I wasn’t truly participating in the service.  I was also judging it based on my own preference.  And yes, you are going to have those, but my own preferences became a distraction and a stumbling block.  I certainly wasn’t worshiping in spirit and in truth.

As my visits continued, God began to do what God does–he softened my heart.  I began to see beyond the research and to watch God move in people’s lives!  I watched God answer prayer, and I saw people give of themselves to serve others. While visiting “other” churches, I encountered his presence. I experienced the warmth of a handshake; the depth and reverence of the old hymns and of contemporary worship songs; the intricate beauty of stained glass and the peace of darker spaces with candle light and hands lifted high.

I was watching Matthew 18:20 play out: “Where two or three are gathered together in my name, there I am among you.” 

And I John 3:1: “What kind of love the Father has given to us–that we should be called children of God, and so we are!”

Maybe more importantly for me, God was stirring up John 4:24 in my heart:  “God is spirit, and those who worship him MUST worship him in spirit and in truth” (emphasis mine).

It doesn’t say, “…and those who worship him must worship him with your own preferences in mind, judging the guy next to you, or the bad lighting. And make sure you are obvious about glaring at the guy who is slow to change the slides during the worship songs…”

I’m thankful to have experienced that not only for my own heart’s sake, but for the sake of how I interact with other people now in their faith journey!  Oswald Chambers once wrote:

“Never make a principle out of your experience; let God be as original with other people as He is with you!”

Praise be to God!!

Fast forward eight more years.  My church family is also closing the doors in its current location.  That building holds over forty years of memories. Children’s church and youth groups. Marriages, births, and funerals. Times of tears and rejoicing. People giving their life to Christ and experiencing the joys and trials of salvation.  LIFE!

For most, the congregation is excited about the new things God is going to do in the future.  For others, it has been a time of angst, fear, confusion, and sadness because of the connection to that location.  And both of those things should be respected: being a part of the excitement of the unknown and being empathetic towards change and the unknown.

Last night, we had a rehearsal for one last big Worship Night in this building. People from over the decades will come back into town to be reminded and encouraged of what God has done and will continue to do through the church.  As people were arriving, a woman I don’t know well asked me, “So, how are you doing with all of this?  Are you struggling with emotional attachment to this building?”

“No, I’m more attached to the people and the purpose!”  And I meant it.

I’m thankful that I can honestly say that now.  People around the world are potentially or literally surrendering everything–their belongings, their families, even their lives–in order to be a Christian and worship with others.  But they know He’s worth it! It’s not about a building.

In Francis Chan’s book, Crazy Love, he talks about how his wife and kids felt led to minister to China for a time.  In their underground worship gatherings, he said:

“The most surprising part of our time together was when they asked me about church in America.  They laughed hysterically when I told them that church for Americans tends to focus on buildings and that people will sometimes switch churches based on music, child care, preaching, or disagreements with other believers.  I honestly was not trying to be funny.  They laughed in disbelief at our church experiences, thinking it was ridiculous that we would call this Christianity.”

I wish this wasn’t true for churches worldwide, let alone the States. Unfortunately it is, because I’ve witnessed it. And it breaks my heart, no matter the language.  But I believe in a God who created us to worship him in spirit and in truth, even if we struggle with that sometimes.  I believe in his grace, his mercy, and his forgiveness, and I believe in his redemption!

God may be calling you to something new. He may be asking you to close the doors on something–for reasons you may or may not understand. Your faith may be challenged like crazy right now. But I am praying that God gives you clarity in your season. Not necessarily clarity in the sense that you understand his plan perfectly, but rather clarity of faith and unwavering trust in the God who has called you to his purposes!  I pray that you will worship him in spirit and in truth, no matter where he takes you.  That you will actively engage in people he puts in your path so you can be the Gospel to them.

So, if a door is closing in your life, please try not to look at it solely as a thing of death. Rather, see the new life that can come through the resurrecting power of Christ.  I encourage you to be life-changing and life-giving to someone. Watch God do what he does best: bring glory to himself!

Originally posted: March 2016

The Hope in the Easter Story

The Hope in the Easter Story

I am a girl who loves to sit with a cup of coffee and daydream. I am most passionate about Jesus, my family, and family ministry. My husband and I live in Oklahoma with our two precious daughters. I spend my days with my girls, discovering and growing alongside them! You can usually find us either in our sunroom, the park, or taking long walks through Target. :)
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The Easter Story is one of the grandest stories ever told.

Jesus hung on a cross to die an agonizing death which he did not deserve. Three days after his burial the ground shook and his grave was left empty. Jesus Christ had risen from the dead! He came to his disciples over the course of forty days to speak about the kingdom of God, and he lavished them with grace and promises to give them hope for the future. I love the glimpse Paul gives us in John 21:25:

Jesus did many other things as well. If every one of them were written down, I suppose that even the whole world would not have room for the books that would be written.

It’s like a really good series that you never want to end. Maybe if the internet had been around in those days Paul would have found some people to start writing about those “many other things” Jesus did during that time. Surely with the internet, we’d have room!!

Eventually the disciples ran out of time with Jesus on earth, and they watched their friend, teacher, and Lord rise into the clouds.

They clung to hope that Christ would return (as he promised he would) and they devoted the rest of their lives to building His church.

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It is a story of hope.

Hope is a wonderful thing, but it’s also a very hard thing. The people who were closest to Jesus had just experienced a whirlwind of emotions. They mourned his death, rejoiced in his rising, and then had to bid him farewell again. It could not have been easy to leave company yet again with this man they loved so much. But they had hope. Hope in his return. This hope filled them with joy. Joy that glorified God and gave birth to generations upon generations of believers.

Each year I pick a word to focus on. Last year, I had a difficult time choosing a word because I kept hearing God whisper “hope” but I didn’t want that word! I didn’t want to find myself in a situation needing hope. (Which is silly because we all need hope!) Reluctantly, I gave in and declared “hope” to be my word for 2016. Lo and behold, a couple of days later I found myself in a situation requiring hope. God is ever so merciful! He has showed me so much about hope in just a short few weeks.

So what does that mean and how does that relate to the resurrection story?

When troubling times come our way we can place our hope in many things. Mostly, I think it’s natural to put our hopes in our desired outcomes. We pray for these things in the hopes that God will give them to us. There is nothing wrong with those prayers either! Philippians 4:6 declares,

Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.

But is your hope in your desired outcome or in God?

Two lines from two favorite worship songs come to mind:

My hope is in you Lord, all the day long.

My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.

What does it really mean to have our hope solely in Jesus?

When the disciples faced hardships while spreading the gospel, I’m sure they desired relief but their hope remained in Christ and his second coming. They knew there was a bigger picture than what they were going through.

As I face my current struggle, I’ve been able to stay pretty peaceful (not that I’m always glad about my circumstance, because I’m not) but I know that there is a bigger picture than what me and my family are going through.

This picture is the life of Christ! The Easter story!!

God won when sin wanted to overcome and God invited ME to claim his victory. My hope in that promise is what gets me through my trials. It doesn’t matter if it’s a small problem or something completely life changing, I know that I take part in God’s victory and that ultimately I will see Christ one day.

No matter what struggles I come upon in this life, I’ve already overcome the bigger and more important picture!! Are you with me? Do you understand this truth tucked inside the writings of the gospel?

He said to them, “Go unto all the world and preach the good news to all creation. Whoever believes and is baptized will be saved, whoever does not believe will be condemned.

Mark 16:15

Let me tell you, I believe!!! I believe that Jesus is who he says he is. With that confession I was baptized, and I claim my salvation that he offered to me. I claim God’s victory over sin and death.

The Easter story is about hope.

Hope in his promise that we can overcome through Him. Hope that when we claim God’s victory over sin as our own, no trial on this earth can defeat us.

Wherever you are in your life this Easter, may you take hope in this glorious promise.

Freedom through Christ from a Meth Addiction!

Freedom through Christ from a Meth Addiction!

I am an Oklahoman by birth, a Texan by current living situation, but claim the world as my playground.I love to travel and hope to someday soon take our family on adventures to far off lands, where we can share God with others and experience all the wonders He has created.

I am a mother of 5 crazy, homeschooling children ages 10 & under, wife to an amazing man, and daughter of the King of the Universe!I enjoy reading, making my kids laugh, cooking, all things natural, learning to play guitar and dusting off my piano skills.One day I hope to run again, but until then I’m learning patience.
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Jesus can set all of us free from the sins of our past and present even a meth addiction!

Freedom through Christ

Almost 3 years ago, I had the opportunity to meet and become friends with Beth.  Her redemption story truly glorifies God and shows how He loves us no matter what. Her story of being redeemed from a meth addiction show how God really can rescue us from the depths of darkness.

Now, Beth shares her past of enslavement and her rescue story to give hope to others who feel hopeless and worthless.  With God all things are possible including recovery and a new life in Christ.

Colossians 1:13-14

For he has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.

We want to hear about your “Freedom through Christ” Story too!  Email it to [email protected] so others can be encouraged by your testimony of Jesus’ greatness!

Beth’s Redemption from a Meth Addiction

My name is Beth and I’m in recovery.

December 2, 2008 I used meth the last time and pray daily it was my last time. I’ve been asked several times, why at 31, self employed very profitable business, two beautiful daughters 7 and 12, three bedroom home, new sports car and stable relationships with my family and some great friend I would ever try meth?

Why? Because it was offered to me. Because I had recently gone through a divorce. Because I was dating a drug user and tried to keep up with his life style for almost six months. Because my self esteem had always suffered.

They say if you try meth once you might be able to walk away from it. Try it twice and you’re addicted.
From that night on until December 2, 2008 I used daily. Unless I was sleeping which wasn’t often, or in jail, I used and I used a lot.

Click here to read the rest of Beth’s awesome redemption story!

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Finding Freedom From Insecurity

Finding Freedom From Insecurity

I am a girl who loves to sit with a cup of coffee and daydream. I am most passionate about Jesus, my family, and family ministry. My husband and I live in Oklahoma with our two precious daughters. I spend my days with my girls, discovering and growing alongside them! You can usually find us either in our sunroom, the park, or taking long walks through Target. :)
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Do you ever look in the mirror some days and feel so unhappy with the person looking back at you? I’m not talking about physical appearance, but the inward flaws that plague us. Perhaps it’s a shameful past, or a shameful present. Maybe it’s just an overwhelming sense that you’re not good enough for anyone, that you’ll never measure up, you’ll never make “that” person happy. Oh, sister, if you do, you are not alone.

Just recently I caught myself in one of those moments, and I snapped this picture as thoughts were whirling through my mind. I looked fine on the outside, but inside my insecurities were haunting me so heavily that I almost felt seventeen again. My jumbled thoughts plagued me. I just wanted to be free from insecurity! I’d forgotten that God already had set me free.

After what I believe to be a divine series of events and conversations, I have come to terms again with my worth. I came out of this mood more quickly and strongly than the last time. I wanted to share the scriptures that help me, because maybe there is someone who needs to hear this too.

Are you listening? 

You have received mercy. You are enough. You have a purpose. 

I find the entire book of 1 Peter to be empowering, but my favorite portion lies in chapter 2.

“Therefore, rid yourselves of all malice and all deceit, hypocrisy, envy, and slander of every kind. Like newborn babies, crave pure spiritual milk, so that by it you may grow up in your salvation, now that you have tasted that the Lord is good.” (2:2-3)

To rid ourselves of every kind of wrongness and crave only the best way of living seems like lofty thinking to me sometimes. Who can ever achieve that? Shouldn’t we just accept ourselves for who we are and enjoy life? No. God has called us to high standards and to pursue goodness. This goal can be overwhelming. We can find ourselves insecure about our inabilities to measure up, so I love what’s said next:

“As you come to him, the living Stone–rejected by humans but chosen by God and precious to him–you also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ.” (2:4-5)

Hold on, friends. Let’s stop right there, because there is so much to take away in this verse alone!

You have been rejected by humans

Can you relate? While I believe this to be specifically referring to the rejection we receive as Christians, I think this phrase resonates with the hearts of many.  We all face rejection, but that rejection doesn’t have to define us. As we read on, we see why.

but chosen by God and precious to him- 

Did you catch that part? God, the Living Stone, has chosen us, and we are precious to him! How often do we forget the impact of this truth? We matter.

you also, like living stones, are being built- 

We’re a work in progress, friends. It’s okay if we don’t have it all together or that we haven’t reached our ideals. We are being built, we’re incomplete. We won’t be complete until we meet Jesus face to face. What are we being built into though? This next part is where we find our purpose.

into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ- 

Our purpose is to live for God, through Christ. We are to set aside the ways of the world and the ways of our self and take on the ways of Christ. Our purpose is for his glory, not ours. Insecurity steeps from selfishness and pride. I’m fully convinced that if I choose to look outside of myself, look to Christ and his ways, see the people around me and think of them first, then I can step out of the waters of insecurity.

“But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. Once you were not a people, but now you are the people of God; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy.” (2:9-10)

One again, we see that we matter to God and that He gives us purpose. What I love most about this passage is the last part about mercy. You see, we can’t do it on our own. We need mercy because we are human and we sin. God lavished it upon us through Jesus. So even though we will mess up, God’s mercy covers us. We don’t have to drown in the lies that tell us we are not enough, because we are enough.

We press on toward our high ideals, toward craving what is good, toward righteous living. When we mess up, we rest in the promise that the blood of Jesus Christ covers us. His mercies are new each morning. Yesterday’s sins don’t have to plague us. We can move on. We can take hold of who we are in Christ and his purpose for us.

Message for Believers

This is a message for believers in Jesus Christ, for those who have taken him on as their Savior, but it’s not an exclusive club. All are welcome to this table. All can taste the sweet mercy and grace of our Lord.

When the people heard this, they were cut to the heart and said to Peter and the other apostles, “Brothers, what shall we do?” Peter replied, “Repent and be baptized, every one of you, in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins. And you will receive the gift of the Holy Spirit. The promise is for you and your children and for all who are far off—for all whom the Lord our God will call.”

 

Acts 2:37-39

 Take hold of who you are in Christ and let him set you free from insecurity! 

 

 

Trusting God: Wanting Him More Than Anything

Trusting God: Wanting Him More Than Anything

I am a girl who loves to sit with a cup of coffee and daydream. I am most passionate about Jesus, my family, and family ministry. My husband and I live in Oklahoma with our two precious daughters. I spend my days with my girls, discovering and growing alongside them! You can usually find us either in our sunroom, the park, or taking long walks through Target. :)
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With my little baby bundled up in the back seat, we started the drive to the allergy clinic downtown. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect. Our little one hadn’t been doing so well, and we’d been working with a GI doctor and her pediatrician to figure out what it was her body didn’t like. I was scared and uncomfortable with the process. Uncomfortable with what we might find out. Uncomfortable with what we wouldn’t find out. And frustrated. So, so frustrated that my baby girl was having to go through this.

I was trying to pray, but I wasn’t sure what to pray for. I’d been praying so much for our sweet girl and her troubles. What could I possibly say right now, as we were nearing this critical appointment? About as soon as I had these thoughts I heard this song playing on the radio:

“And I know any second You could take my pain away, but even if you don’t, I pray

Help me want the healer more than the healing.

Help me want the Savior more than the saving.

Help me want the giver more than the giving.

Oh, help me want you Jesus more than anything.”

I burst into tears as I felt God’s arms around me in that moment.

The song went on to talk about the weakness we face on our own and the feeling of overwhelm we can feel from our burdens. It helped me realize that God has already done everything that we need, no matter the circumstance we face.

He sent Jesus. 

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”

John 3:16 

Isn’t that all that really matters? Of course, in our humanness we forget. We become consumed by our circumstances and it’s not enough. This is nothing new for our generation.

God’s Presence is Enough

I’ve been spending quite a bit of time in the first few books of the Bible lately. Oh, the Israelites–how easy it is for us to judge them! This group of Hebrew slaves has been known through the ages for their complaints. God delivered them, but again and again their struggles consumed them and they started to question God. Their struggles were very real, by the way. Can you even imagine being in their place? Wandering about for years, facing the harsh realities of the desert, and going through foreign lands? Their complaints and questioning frustrated God. God wanted them to understand that his presence with them was enough. He would sustain their needs. He wanted them to trust him.

Why is this so hard? Why do we act like God is never enough? 

Trusting God is Enough

Thankfully, our God is a God of grace and mercy. He knows our weakness. In our faith, we can cast our burden on him (Psalm 55). He hears us and cares for us. We must remember, though, that our true battle is already won. Our hope is not in answered prayers, but in God. So through our struggles, may we want to be drawn closer and closer to the Lord. May we remember the love he has bestowed on us and find peace.

That day, I met my fears head on as I faced the situation I’d been dreading: peanut allergy, among other things. Our family entered a new reality that day, one I still don’t like. I pray boldly, asking God to take this burden away from us, to protect and heal our daughter. While I pray, though, I understand that even more than this, I want God to stay close with us. I want to remember what He’s already done for me. I want to praise Him still, knowing that come what may, He is God, the blood of Christ saved me, and victory is mine. 

Remember God is With You

Whatever struggles you are facing, I encourage you to take hold of the big picture. Draw near to him and he will draw near to you. (James 4:8) I will end this post with Natalie Grant’s song “More Than Anything.” I hope this beautiful song comforts you and reminds you of God’s presence and redeeming love.

 

 

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