Sometimes, discouragement knocks hard on your door and it takes everything in you not to invite it in to share a giant piece of chocolate cake.
We have to be gentle with the hard words of Jesus.
Hating the messenger, though, is kind of part of the deal.
I can't help thinking we've gotten so much wrong. And by we, I mean us "right" people. The ones who've studied and parsed and dissected. He wants us to look up from our books and sermon notes.
"Lord, when did we see you?"
Dave thought the camellia was the bush I was referring to when I said, “That bush is ugly, and now I can see it through the bedroom window.”
Unfortunately, we have three bedroom windows . . .
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness. . .
When did we buy the lie that happiness is the means to happiness?
That what feels good is right and what is painful is wrong?
Hungry is not comfort. Thirsty is not pleasure.