"What good would it do to get everything you want and lose you – the real you?" Mark 8:37 (TM)
I feel like my life has become a journey to discovering the real me. I want to capture, or perhaps it’s recapture, the person God created me to be – the child who got lost in the midst of false expectations, shallow pursuits and wayward desires. The cool thing about following Jesus is that, as my Creator, He holds the real me. Who I really am is hidden in Him. All the other crap I’ve covered myself with only insulates me from Him – and the true me.
It’s Monday morning. It’s raining. The cold, damp, dreary rain of midwest Spring. It was hard to get out of bed this morning. I’m usually a morning person, up and at ’em and getting into my day. Some mornings – like this morning – I’d prefer to cuddle up next to Wendy and drift back into sleep.
It’s Monday morning. It’s raining. The cold, damp, dreary rain of midwest Spring. It was hard to get out of bed this morning. I’m usually a morning person, up and at ’em and getting into my day. Some mornings – like this morning – I’d prefer to cuddle up next to Wendy and drift back into sleep.
It’s sunday morning and the house is getting ready for church. Why is it that the whole household can be up, ready and out the door by 8:00 Monday thru Friday, but on Sunday you can’t make it to church on time by 11:00? <sigh> One of life’s little mysteries.
