The quickest way to a heart is through a wound. Weep with those who weep. Romans 12:15b The ring of the phone didn’t stop the sobs. But the compassion I heard in Mary’s voice did. How are you doing, Ab? Please know my heart was breaking for you the second Sarah shared her happy news….
Two dogs are fighting inside you. It’s a battle for your mind and the dog you feed the most wins. For I delight in the law of God, in my inner being, but I see in my members another law waging war against the law of my mind and making me captive to the law…
Is that you there? No, not the boxer. I mean the bag. It’s not about how you pack your punch, but what happens when you’re struck. Do you absorb the blows? Because the happy, blessed -the meek of the earth- they do. The meek take their blows-steady, upheld, composed. They don’t jab back. They’re soft…
So I say to you, “If you knew the blessed God, and who it is that is offered to you-the sweetest love, the richest mercy, the surest friend, the chiefest good, the greatest beauty, the highest honor, and the fullest happiness… You would be more willing to leave these frothy joys and drossy delights for…