That Person

“Those who, with temperance, with grace, face the strong winds blowing against their faces, are those who appreciate the sweetness when the breeze finally finds its way to their backs.” – Tyler Knott Gregson

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Meet Me Here

Someone once outlined for me how to pray. It was an easy acronym to remember: Praise, Repent, Ask, Your will (submitting to His will instead of our own, even after petitioning for what we want). And sometimes this helps, to remember that prayer isn’t all about my requests and desires, but also about praising and thanking the One who is making all things possible for me.

But sometimes prayer doesn’t fit into that neat outline. Sometimes prayer is just an honest admission of the state of our hearts. Sometimes that means admitting the ugly truth of our mistrust and unfaithfulness, and asking our Father to find us there, meet us there, and cover those places with grace.

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You Get To Choose

“Be messy and complicated and afraid and show up anyways” – Glennon Doyle Melton

Fear has been a big theme lately.

Or rather, how to overcome fear. And in the last few days it occurred to me that we look at fear and grit our teeth and determine ourselves to overcome. When the reality is, the choice to not fear isn’t a choice we can make. Rather, the choice to trust replaces fear. That’s how we overcome.

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Finding Community

Since I was born I have lived in 6 different states (and two different times in two of those states). Growing up in a Christian home meant finding a new church every time we moved. I don’t remember “church shopping” for the first decade of my life, but ever since we moved to Colorado I have vivid memories the experience. So now from CO – NM – TN, I have picked up on a few things to consider when you find yourself in a new city and searching for a new church community:

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MORE Grace

I love the word grace. I love the idea of grace. I have it tattooed across my ribs in a spiral, cursive font. I write it over and over again my my devotions each morning. I am forever grateful for it.

I am not very good and putting it into practice.

Because along with grace I also love justice. I love being right. I am more stubborn about winning than showing grace. (Wow that was hard to write).

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