I aim to take God at his word. That means I push his promises to the limit and watch them stand—stand unbroken, come what may.
When God says he will give strength for the day, he will give strength to the dying day.
Even to the dying day.
I want to stay young till my dying day. I mean, I want to be amazed at the clouds and the bugs and the leaves and cross and empty grave. I want to be astounded by the wonder of it all.
Don’t you?
I read this poem 10 years ago and I can’t, thank God, get it out of my head.
“We’ve moved on with another player. The offer is off the table.” When that unjust, punch-in-the-gut news came Wednesday, this truth grounded me. It is the only mindset that could possibly convert that (bitter) disappointment into (real) joy
I am Gabriel. I stand in the presence of God, and I was sent to speak to you and to bring you this good news. —Luke 1:19b For all my talk about uncomfortable grace, rejected requests and love’s frets and rubs, you must also know this. I must share the good news of Gabriel, our messenger…