I don’t generally plan out my Sunday afternoons.
Sure, I somewhat have an idea of what I’d like to maybe accomplish along with what needs to be done. But at least for a few moments I like to just let myself do whatever I feel like doing at any given moment.
Today, my wanderings have taken me all over the internet, into the lives of people I’ve never met…. even into some the deepest, darkest, painful corners of their hearts.
Starting with a blog I follow regularly, I clicked a link, and then another. Soon the bread-crumb trail I’d left behind disappeared, but that’s okay. Somehow, in the midst of the wanderings… in the process of peeking into the lives of others, God has revealed his faithfulness in my own life… in my own joys and pains… in my own celebrations and defeats… in my own brokenness and healing.
Thank you Lord, for Sunday wanderings… straight into Your heart!
A peek into a few of the places I’ve wandered today in no particular order:
“Discernment is bittersweet. But I always want to sense His Spirit inside me, leading me into all truth.
Because even when it hurts, truth will always set me free.”
“I want to say I’m willing, even when I don’t know what He’s asking me to do. I want to follow Him even when I don’t know which way He wants me to go. I want to serve Him even when it means giving up my own notions of how I can best do that. I want to honor and glorify Him with every breath, every word, every step.
The only problem with being a living sacrifice is my tendency to crawl off the altar. When I can’t see what’s next, when the flames of uncertainty seem too much for me to bear, sometimes I climb off. I choose to follow fear instead of faith.”
“Because when we remember how He blesses, loves us, when we recollect His goodnesses to us, we heal — we re-member.
In the remembering to give thanks, our broken places are re-membered — made whole.”
“I don’t have all the answers. I’ve just got a few good ideas, and a few things I wish all women knew about themselves.
Like the idea that men weren’t created so you could find out who you are. We don’t hold your identity.
That you know we want to love you and support you, share your dreams and take care of you; protect who you are.
That knowing who you are is why we are attracted to you.
We want you to be the woman who knows that every single morning she gets out of bed, God is smiling down on her because He. Is. Satisfied.” ~ Max
“I write to ask you to begin believing the truth about yourself.
To believe that you were created to be the masterpiece of God’s creation, the height of beauty, an imitation of your Maker’s heart; that you hold inherent value by simply being a woman. To begin believing that in the same way you would die to be an incredible woman, there are men that would die to be incredible for you.” ~ Lauren
“I ask you to let go. To live with less. To open your hands. To be thankful for extreme loss. To leave things in order to find life.
This week, get rid of things that you’d rather keep. Create a void. Shake your security. Force yourself to miss something. Bleed it out. And then, seek God.
You’ll hear things you’ve never heard, and you’ll breathe in a way you never have.”
“…when we make decisions from a place of fear we deny ourselves the joy of seeing hope fulfilled.
I’ve found it’s far better to make decisions from a place of hope and trust.”