…fists pounding on the Divine chest, instead of feet running away from the Divine hand.
How would you describe faith?
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…fists pounding on the Divine chest, instead of feet running away from the Divine hand.
How would you describe faith?
…. believing that what I cannot accomplish can still be done ….
Good stuff Dennis!
asking “why?” and wanting an answer but not needing it.
secondary.
some days, at least. if i’m being honest.
i tend to run to me, or something else tangible, first.
i’m definitely a work in progress.
Secondary. Wow…. Just wow….. So, what’s first?
sometimes…my own “rational”. something i can see or touch.
which is why im currently struggling with anxiety.
Gotcha. Tangible is so much more … tangible.
the faith of heaven = consistent. Like the warm sunshine on a summer day.
my own faith = heavy sometimes. inconsistent. rapidly expiring at times.
Mine is definitely more like a thunderstorm sometimes…
faith is…just jump.
–that’s my initial thought. i’m sure i’ll have others
Off to a good start! Come back & share more if they “jump” out at you. (sorry… I just had to!)
Leaning.
And suddenly I have an old-timey hymn in my head that we used to sing at my Granny’s church when I was a little girl. And it was one of my favorites… Leaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms…
Crying out to Jesus every step of the way…
help me
show me
guide me
heal me
use me
forgive me
“I can’t do it without You!”
I like this, Red! And I know you’ve been through the crucible. Thanks for sharing these words today.
“when you’re on a train and you go through a tunnel, and it gets dark, you don’t jump out because you’re scared. You trust the conductor.”
I could’ve butchered that mildly, but I’ve always loved it…
mmmm…. where’d you get that from?
Difficult…but worth it
G
I like that… a lot…. The contrast is powerful in those short few words.
Mandy, I am a BIG fan of you! Thanks for sharing… I like the way YOUR brain works.
Steph! You are too sweet!!!
I can’t remember where I got it from. I’ll try to find out.
I don’t need to know why, only what.
That’s good stuff.