“‘You would not have called to me unless I had been calling to you,”said the Lion.” –The Silver Chair, C.S. Lewis
One of the biggest treats I’ve come to enjoy is a hot, syrupy breakfast.
Pancakes or waffles, it doesn’t matter. There’s something heavenly about waking up to the smell of fresh batter cooking on the griddle and coffee percolating into the carafe. The way to a woman’s heart isn’t just chocolate. It’s breakfast coming right up or a spontaneous trip out for eggs and ham at a sidewalk cafe.
Jesus offers an amazing breakfast special too, especially on Easter weekend.
Jesus calls me to unwind from my frustrations when change doesn’t come easy.
He offers me a gift that others may find simplistic, faith for the novice.
This gift is the grace to receive.
A Small Bird Flapping
Grace is a lot easier said than done. I say this because grace puts me in a posture that is anti-intuitive.
Grace calls me to receive rather than give.
When I hear God calling me to build and nurture new changes, it’s not God’s promises that I doubt. I get excited at a glimpse of what’s up ahead.
It’s me that I’m wary of….
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