Gather round. Pull up a chair. I’d like to tell you a true story about a woman we’ll call Shari.
I had to gather my thoughts after I listened to John MacArthur’s remarks on Beth Moore. My initial response was nausea, then anger, then sadness, then fire.
“How did you know what was in front of you?” She answered, “I held your hand and let you lead me.”
I’ve decided to stare at my weakness and say, “That. That is the place where I will focus my energy.”
Humility is a correct understanding of where we stand in relation to God. Let’s quit it with the compliment-ducking, shame-inducing, condemning idea that to have humility means we must always think poorly of ourselves.
Patience is born out of a heart of thankfulness.
“Mommy, can we go to the store and buy food for people who don’t have a home?” I was taken aback by my daughter’s request as we pulled out of her preschool parking lot. “Of course. Let’s do it now,” I said.
God cares about your story because He has chosen your story as a way to display His glory to the world.