![]() ![]() James, Jesus’ brother, writes with incisive and invasive clarity so as to claim every bit of our lives for Christ. Paige Brown recently began teaching a series on the book of James, and each week I anticipate a scalpel put to my heart. Podcasts, Bible teaching, and worship songs we’re loving lately Maggie, Content Director, in Hebrews: Fulfilled in Christ Jesus is King over everything you're carrying. Bring your worries, your doubts, your sin, your distractions, to the throne of grace. Don’t continue drifting while thinking you're fine. Remind yourself of God’s careful plans and provisions for his people by studying Jesus as Prophet, Priest, and King in our newest Bible study, Hebrews: Fulfilled in Christ. When the red bird flits away, he remains. He who clothes the flowers of the field, will he not also clothe my soul with strength, peace, and purpose? He has, he is, and he will. It’s been fifteen years since that dorm room memory was inscribed on my mind, but the sermon never left my soul. That small bird preached a lengthy sermon to my heart that day. Desperation is not my forever destination. ![]() The red bird would forever be a testimony to my soul that God is intimately acquainted with all my ways, and he’s not willing to leave me in darkness but desires to lead me toward everlasting light (Ps. 6:26–27)Īs the Word of God ministered to my heart, I began to see-God really does care for me. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?” (Matt. “Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. But outside my window a little red bird perched on the AC unit and these words of Jesus came to mind: The loneliness was palpable, my brokenness felt irredeemable. That flittering bird takes me back to this memory I can’t forget-sitting by my window, alone in my dorm room, with my Bible opened and my heart crying out for divine help. By mid-spring, I was skin and bones, wondering how I’d dug such a deep pit so quickly. I shed pound after pound by not eating enough and exercising too much. I’m a disciplined person, and with the help of diet books, the scale tipped in a downward spiral. My New Year's resolution was simple: don’t gain the dreaded freshman fifteen. It was second semester of my freshman year and I was in turmoil. It’s not a pretty memory, but it’s a redeemed one. A red bird flitters to the barren branch outside my kitchen window, and snapshots from a long-ago memory rush through my mind like the credits to a movie-my college dorm room, the ugly AC unit outside my fourth-story window, tears streaming down my face. ![]()
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