Abiding Monday - on Tuesday
I had nothing to give yesterday.
Some days are like that.
In my reading this morning I found this from "surrendering hunger" by Jan Johnson
Brokenness Gives Life
The LORD brings death and makes alive; he brings down to the grave and raises up.
(1 Samuel 2:6)
I welcome my pain and desperation because they force me to examine myself and come clean. They bring forth life.
I feel so miserable that I gather up my courage, set aside my pride, and admit to someone else that I have been dishonest and conceited. Then this person thanks me, saying, "You have named my problem for me. I see it all now and I want to change, just like you said." This person's brokenness speaks to mine and we are a team. We form a strong friendship and continue to share our stories.
I'm glad I've surrendered to this death of myself. Without it, I would not have found life.
Help me God, to accept your way of bringing me new life from my brokenness.
This is what happens when we begin to remove our masks.
This is what happens when grace is extended.
This is what happens when we feel safe and secure in God's love and stop performing.
This is what happens when we stop pretending.
I see more and more of this.
Is it just I have eyes that see more of it now?
Or is there a fresh wind blowing?
I think it is both.
Thank you my blogging friends for being so supportive and encouraging to me.
You bless my socks off!