So, who are you?
Not what do your friends think or your kids or your husband or your Zumba class. Who are you really?
No matter where we look someone wants to define us by what we do or how much we’ve achieved or what they think is true of us.
But none of those are who we truly are.
Who are you really, believing friend?
Exactly who Christ says you are. Nothing more. Nothing less.
And that’s just one more gigantic way Grace Changes Everything.
When I take my Maltese-Yorkie, Buster, on a car ride he adores sticking his head out the window, and I have to confess I’m a sucker for the happy doggy grin he wears when the wind’s in his face.
He gets especially excited when he sees a dog on the sidewalk or a swift bicycler and gets so worked up he’ll jump back and forth over the back seat repeatedly. (Yes, I have a very high-energy dog. You don’t know the half of it.)
Without fail his leash gets stuck between the seats, and he’ll start to whine and scramble frantically with his paws even though the more he frets the tighter his leash sticks. I can’t untangle him until we park, and by that time he’s moping because he has to sit still until I jerk his leash from the seat crack.
I know how Buster feels–stuck in bondage to something I can’t control and can’t escape. Continue reading →
Here’s something I’d like to ask God today:
Poppa,
If we gaze on Your grace, will we have a better picture of how You see us? Will we glimpse what You’ve spelled out for us a little like Charlotte (though You’re never this small) with her stupendous Wilbur? Continue reading →