The more aware I am of my own unworthiness, the more I understand the meaning of grace.
A little poetry about God’s gifts . . .
God gave Joseph just what he needed to step forward, one step at a time in obedience.
What if God isn’t meeting my expectations because my expectations are far too small?
His ways are not my ways– it feels like the theme of my life these days. Maybe I expected to surrender and to be dramatically changed, overnight, into the image of Jesus. Wouldn’t that bring Him the greatest glory?
When I was sixteen, I took piano lessons for about a year from a dear older lady named Doris who gave lessons for free to anyone who would help clean the church building. Then she wanted me to start doing scales, and I quit. I’ve never been one for follow-through. When God called us to […]