If Jesus were physically standing in that building on Sunday morning, people would show up. They would crowd the hallways and overflow out the doors. Instead, they argue if church is still relevant. By my observations in this world, yes, it is.
he Bible spoke love, but I heard shame. I carried the secrets of my past as weights chained around my neck. Some days I was physically ill by the sinful nature I chose.
I no longer embrace change like I used to. A confession I wish I never had to make.
When I close my eyes and see myself as Jesus sees me, I am free. The challenge returns to weight loss and healthy living-physical health and mental health, not negative thinking.
There are days I am short with my words. People struggle with impulses toward lust, food, or money. The Bible warns if we don't practice self-control, we will become slaves to the worldly things that control us.
If we took a few moments to consider our words wisely, or to determine if our words are necessary at all, we would change things. Most importantly, we would change ourselves.
I kneel, I bow my head, I cherish this moment, in silence.
Are you aware of the amount of unnecessary junk we carry for years? I took a personal inventory and decided to unload. If I want to maintain my sanity, and live the second half of life free, then I must choose to let it go.
Jesus dwells were mental illness cannot go.
I stink at hospitality. I may be one of the worst. (Or, do I?)