“God, strengthen my faith.”
“I am, child. But faith is a shield. You must put down your other weapons to pick it up.”
So I repent: of pride, of rationalization, of bargaining, of “trying harder”. Only God can heal. Only He can give faith. I need Him desperately… and I hope I never forget that again.
“No one can tell you whether or not you are doing a good job, except Me,” I heard Him say quietly in prayer.
I started to argue.
“Not even you,” He interjected.
Grateful for His perfection, counted to me as righteousness through faith.
In our faith, as in all relationships, we grow about as much as we intend to grow.
We ought always to encourage each other to make much of Him.
Most of my time is spent participating in activities with no eternal significance. I have the Good News which heals for eternity. Yet, I spend time on things that will fade away.
God, give me love.
God, give me faith.
God, give me hope.
I cannot produce these 3. They are the 3 most desirable gifts from God, and if I truly had them, I would make the most out of every opportunity. God, I want to have them. I want to make much of You. You alone are worthy to be praised.
In silent prayer, with anguish over returning to work next week:
God. I don’t have enough gumption to survive another half year of this.
To which I heard His gentle reply: Elizabeth. You don’t need more gumption. You need more of Me.
“I’m discouraged,” I said as I walked through the door.
Corinne looked up from her phone. “Yeah? Why?”
“There’s just so much to do. I feel like I will always be exhausted, and working non-stop. I feel like I will never have air-conditioning in my car or pretty things in my life. Not to mention, I’m hot. I always feel discouraged when I’m hot.”
I laughed. I knew I was being ridiculous, but I felt overwhelmed by the grays. She laughed, too. “One long day is usually enough to make you feel that way. Patients will always have so many needs. And… whatever.”
I looked at her and we laughed. Yeah. Whatever.
Thank God for a nice apartment, with enough food (even though it’s all just non-perishables) and a roommate who understands. Thank God that in a month without pleasures, He is the ultimate pleasure. Thank God. Even when I feel like I’m starving.
Hearing one woman exclaim about another, “She just had a baby, and went right back to being a size zero!” (in admiration and envy) makes me feel sad.
In heaven, nobody will care what size dress you wore, how many awards your children received, or how many worthless Pinterest activities you accomplished.
I remember a good, old Book that says: the only thing that counts is faith, expressing itself through love.
Talk that up, ladies. Faith through love is the real accomplishment.
Marriage to someone whose extent of faith daily surprises me has revealed many areas in which I trust myself more than God. Which is ridiculous, since I willingly acknowledge my fallibility and His perfection. But recognizing error is the first step in correction. God, teach me to follow this leader You have given me, as he follows You.
Anonymous asked: Do you believe in moral relativity? I come from a super conservative family where kissing is deemed as sinful..I know this is super random but I was wondering what your perspective on this matter is.
Morality is not relative, though our understanding and practice of it may be. God is patient, and grows our faith as we work out what it means to walk as Christ followers. I think the question we ought always to ask is: does this honor flesh or does it honor God? Then we must ask God to strengthen us to live in a way that brings Him more glory.
I’ve been so refreshed and encouraged by those who are new and rapidly growing in their faith in Christ. I must pray that God would give me a renewed passion to reach out to those who are overchurched and stagnant. Only He can make things new.
Anonymous asked: I want to become a doctor one day, what should i do to prepare for that? I am in grade 12.
First, ask yourself if you would be more fulfilled doing any other job. If the answer is no, proceed towards medicine. Shadow doctors in several fields — not for your resume, but for yourself. Make sure theirs is the lifestyle and the future you want to have. Score well in Math and Science; however, you don’t have to major in Biology or Chemistry in college. Study things you love — English, Spanish, whatever. Study abroad. Develop your personality and your relationships, as well as your faith — they will sustain you down the long path towards Medicine (or whichever career you are to have). Meet your pre-med advisor early in college, and listen to him/her. Don’t be afraid to ask for advice. Most people (especially doctors) love to give it. And pray without ceasing.
His touch brings life.