One Wrong Word and It’s Over” — Or Why We Leave Too Fast

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I think at times we tend to hold people in a constantly precarious position, so that if they fall even slightly in any direction, we crush them with a label and rush for the exit and burn every bridge and ramp and highway. It’s like we deliberately keep everyone off-balance so that they’re never really in and good with us, unless they do exactly as I want.

It’s sort of a desperate anxiety in relationships, where if the guy or girl says one stupid thing: it’s over.

It’s the fear of trying to say all the right things or you’ll die.
It’s waiting for someone to fail so you can confirm your preconceived presumption.
It’s instantly dividing over a single disagreement, even over a simple sentence or opinion.

It happens everywhere, especially in the “church community.” We tend to analyze the particulars of everyone’s faith. Any wrong theology will get you killed. Secondary doctrines become primary battlefronts. The preacher is graded by his rightness of speech instead of his character (when both are needed). Even “not being gracious” is sort of a new legalism, where if you don’t tolerate everything, you’re a bigot. And if you’re neither a cool hipster liberally progressive Jesus-follower or a conservative button-up soapbox picketer, then you’re apparently not a Christian either.

I would think that knowing Jesus would make us more gracious, and not less. But even “faith” has a way of making us jerks, because we so anxiously cling to any dividing line and stab our flags into each others’ sides.

This sort of thin ice will —

1) rotate a new set of friends every season,
2) make everyone nervous and uncertain and neurotic,
3) shoot a convulsive ripple of self-righteousness in your bowels all the time, and
4) enslave others with a never-ending internal exam, which we all eventually fail.

The truth is that not everyone thinks the way I think, so my conflict with someone’s thinking is my conflict, and not theirs. It’s downright tyrannical to bend everyone else to my will. A world full of my mentally implanted opinions would be a horrible, diminished, dehumanized world. And we do this to people everyday. We cut them off at a singular point of difference and pretend it’s a “stand,” when really it’s an ivory tower.

When we scrutinize every person’s word to wait for a mistake, we are then idolizing our ego into an impossible chokehold that will strangle others under the weight of our narcissism.

You know what I mean. We just wait for failure and we kick the wounded. I think we like to join in backlash because it looks smart. It’s like we’re hunting for an angle to attack because we like to be on the right side of things. There is no shortage of theology-watchdogs and church-gatekeepers and political pundits and picketing fundamentalists that are simply looking to pick a fight — and their blogs get the most views. And I include me in this bickering. I’m no better than “them,” and them is all of us, who are all just as guilty of imprisoning others with unfair expectations that were already set up to lose.

Jesus wrecked all these expectations by calling us all equally guilty and all equally in need of grace. It means that we don’t get it right most of the time, or even half the time. We get it wrong like all the time. And when we do get it right, it’s purely by grace: and that’s worth celebrating. Instead of waiting for us to fail, Jesus cheered us on to succeed. Not a success by human standards, but a success that embraces humility and understanding and the ability to laugh at ourselves. Jesus saw how we are: but he gave us grace for who we could be. It’s a reversal of expectations.

I think maybe we could show this kind of vision-casting grace for others when they say something really dumb. Because we all say dumb things that we look back on later with a stomach full of regret. And still, Jesus keeps showing grace when our lips move, and we’re called to do the same.

Photo(s)/Resource(s) — J.S. Park >

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5 Requirements for Being Used by God

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One important mark of a Christian is his or her desire to be used by God. As we begin our journey of faith, often that desire is met with vague ideas of how God wants us to serve him, but undoubtedly it will be a longing each Christian man and woman feels. And while thinking and praying over how God might use us is good, often it can leave us bogged down and overwhelmed trying to figure out the specifics. I believe God is much more focused on having us get our hearts right before him so that no matter what he calls us to, we will be ready.

Along those lines, mega-church pastor Rick Warren shares five requirements for being used by God. It’s a great checklist to make sure our hearts are in a place where we can willingly receive and embark on the ministries God has called us to, whatever they may be.

1. Keep your life clean. Fleeing sin and repenting when we do fail keeps our conscious clean and our heart focused on God’s grace.

2. Keep your eyes open. Warren writes, “We think of vision as prediction, but none of us can know the future the way God does. Vision is seeing God at work in your present situation and moving with Him. It’s about getting in on what God is doing in the world and being a part of it where He has placed you.”

3. Keep your heart grateful. I recently read that the most content people are those who are most grateful. An appreciative heart keeps us focused on the positives, a necessity to fight ministry burn-out.

4. Keep your purpose firm. “You were planned for God’s pleasure, formed for God’s family, created to become like Christ, shaped for service, and made for a mission!” writes Warren. Remembering our larger purpose keeps us hopeful when our day-to-day purpose seems less sure.

5. Keep your mind on Jesus. Focusing less on ourselves and more on our Savior is undoubtedly essential to being used by God. “Don’t give up when it gets tough,” writes Warren. “Go to Jesus. Keep your mind on Him!”

Greg Laurie shares similar thoughts in his article, The Person God Uses. Using the book of Joshua as a guideline, Laurie focuses on seven principles that apply to a person God uses. They are:

God uses people who realize they are weak.
God uses people who are faithful.
God uses people who study and live by His Word.
God uses the person who is patient and waits on His timing.
God uses the person who cares about lost souls.
God uses the person who sets himself or herself apart.
God uses the person who knows how to work with others.

What these two articles illustration is that being used by God doesn’t start with figuring out what God wants you to do. If you want to be used by the Lord, the most important qualification is a spirit focused on loving and serving God and others.

What do you think are other important requirements for a Christian to be used by God?

Photo(s)/Resource(s): Kelly Given

Question: If The World Is So Evil, Why Fight For Good?

Anonymous asked (edited)

What’s the point in living? There’s going to be judgement day, the world’s going to end anyway. … If there is an end, everything we do would be useless … Maybe one’s purpose may be to make this world a better place. Forget it, the world’s going to end. … If I want to meet my Father in heaven, I can just kill myself and make my life much easier.

I hate this world. Why can’t I kill myself to go to this place? Why would I go to hell if I killed myself? Why am I working so hard to survive in this world? … I’m sinful. I’m guilty. I’m not happy at all. I’m not grateful for being alive. … Why should I live in a world that ruled by the devil? The prince of this world is the devil. Instead of living in the devil’s world where I could get tempted and go through pain and suffering, I just want to leave this world. Wouldn’t I be more happy in the heavenly world with my Father and Jesus with me?

You know, I’ve asked myself a lot of these same questions. I think all of us have. When I meet elder people who come to Christian faith late in their lives, they always ask, “Why can’t God just take me home now? I’m too old to be a Christian.” I don’t have an easy answer or a formula for everything you mentioned. In fact, anything I say on this might be ultimately disappointing. But I do know that 1) God originally created the world perfectly, 2) the world now is currently not as it ought to be (which we all know), and 3) the very fact that we can struggle with these things means we are alive, which means our lives have already launched into being.

When I say “our lives have already launched,” it’s like when you begin playing a song or giving a public speech. You’re now in the middle of it. You’ve started and now you must finish, and there’s a constant tension of how it will end. But since it’s been launched, you must choose to do something with it. So we can either give into pessimism, or numb ourselves with optimism, or keep some healthy balance of both.

Some days I’m overly optimistic. Other days I just want to yell “Screw you people.” But everyday, I choose to fight. I fight evil, oppression, injustice, sin. I fight for happiness, for joy, for fellowship, for the things of God. Why? Some days I don’t even know. It doesn’t always feel worth it. Sometimes I choose the right thing and I get screwed over, and I see people do the wrong thing and get rewarded.

But given the current reality of our world and the fact that my life has already launched, I would rather fight on the side of good. I would rather know for ME (at the very least, and for God at the most) that I am giving life, not taking it, and that I used my life to give it away even when the odds were against me. That’s ultimately and ironically how we find peace. By fighting for it.

I don’t think “dying to go straight to Heaven” is a viable option. To be blunt, it’s selfish. I don’t want to quit in the middle of a song; I would rather finish badly than not finish at all. I believe there’s work to be done here while I’m alive, and I want my friends and family to go with me when this story is done. I also believe that God’s final victory is the biggest hope for us, because this story has a happy ending. It means we’re in the middle part of the story, and God has given us the free will to choose whether we want to be part of the happy ending or be part of the other side. If it’s between the two, I don’t want the other side.

I know that sounds trite right now, because it’s such a churchy thing to say: but that doesn’t make it less true. We live in the “Now / Not Yet,” when God has already made all things good, but we have yet to see it complete. And at some point, we must resolve ourselves to be okay with that.

Maybe this is not what you wanted to hear, but please pray about a renewed spirit to care again. You have a part in this story to heal your corner of the universe. You still have a life to give life. I pray that you do. And please feel free to message me any time.

Photo(s)/Resource(s) – J.S.P.

When People Wait For You To Fail: Let Them Wait

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There is a list of people in town who are waiting for you to fail.

There are people who are waiting to say, “I told you so. You had it coming. That’s what you get. You deserve this.”

There are people who time-stamp you, who think you haven’t really changed, that you’re still the same person because “I know how you really are.”
There are experts who will tell you it can’t be done.

There is the constant loop of self-condemnation, second-guessing yourself, holding yourself back because you think others will scoff at your newfound sense of confidence, the perpetual eye of criticism on anything you do outside the box you’ve been put in, that feeling the universe will somehow pay you back for every wrong thing you’ve done.

I know. I am still in that place many times. The fear of a dozen disapproving faces who refuse to think I’m being genuine no matter what I do.
But I listen to all the voices. It’s not easy. I give even the worst of that a fair shot, because maybe there’s a kernel of wisdom there amidst all the noise. You can separate haters from truth, because disagreement doesn’t mean they’re a hater.

And after you’re done listening and discerning and dissecting: You do your thing anyway.

Experts do not craft dreams. The town around you does not live your life. A person who refuses to see your best is not fit to judge your worst. And criticism, while helpful, can only see all the ways that you have gone wrong. It cannot see when you got it right, and more than that, it cannot see your best is still to come.
The God who made you is rooting for you, despite others and even despite yourself. Trust what He says. He is writing a story that is bigger than the voices, that is bigger than you, that is not easy, but better than anything you could write on your own. And He does not measure your success or failures. He measures you by His very own heart, and this is enough.

Photo(s)/Resource(s) — J.S.P

Father Of The Prodigal Son

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I want to tell you the story of a father’s heartbreak. As a father myself, I find this to be a very touching story. It is a story that Jesus told. I am speaking of the story of the “prodigal son”. However, I wish to visit it from the father’s perspective.

Luke 15:11-12 “And he said, A certain man had two sons: And the younger of them said to his father, Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth to me. And he divided unto them his living.”
Can you envision the disappointment of this father? He has worked hard all his life, has built a livelihood for his family, and has no doubt hoped that his son would follow in his footsteps. He has planned to turn over the family business to his sons when he retires.

Now his son is asking for his share of the inheritance before it is time. The father could refuse. If he does, his son may hate him forever, may go away on his own, destitute and bound for disaster. But he loves his son, so after weighing the advantages and disadvantages like any wise father, he calculates what is due his son, and gives him the value of it. Maybe in his heart he is still hoping that the son will start a business of his own, make his own wealth, and find a good wife with whom to settle down. There is still a chance that the young man will be successful on his own.

Luke 15:13 “And not many days after the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living.”

The young son leaves home. He doesn’t go across town, or down the road—he leaves the country. His father is heartbroken. The son for whom he had such high hopes is gone. He is out of touch–so far away that his father can’t check up on him to see if he is all right, so far away that His father cannot give him godly advice. This is no doubt a deliberate choice by the son, to keep his father from interfering with his choices.

He wastes his inheritance, blows it all on wasteful living. He wastes it on prostitutes and ne’er-do-wells, fair-weather friends who abandon him when the money is gone. You know the type. Hangers-on who are in it for the short haul, draining him dry until all his inheritance is spent. Then they leave him alone.

His father pauses from time to time throughout the day, wondering where his son is and what he is doing. Is he behaving? Is he in trouble? What if he needs guidance, or assistance of some sort? He thinks back on the joyful birth of his younger son, the happy youth as his son grew into a young man. He remembers the innocent child at play, the eager young boy who listened to his father’s words.
The father looks away toward the horizon, tears blurring is eyes, longing for the familiar silhouette of his son, returning from the far country. Stare as he might, there is no one there. Sadly, he turns away and goes about his business. Life is not the same as it was. The happiness is gone. He asks troubling questions of himself. Did I do the right thing? Should I have refused my son his inheritance? He would have despised me! But I have lost him anyway! Where did I go wrong?

Luke 15:14 “And when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that land; and he began to be in want.

15 And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country; and he sent him into his fields to feed swine.”
Can you picture how low he has sunk? The Jews did not eat swine–or hogs–and certainly his father would not have approved of his new vocation. But it is all that he can find, because there is a food shortage and times are hard. Have you ever been around a hog-pen? The stench of hog urine and feces is so over-powering that one can hardly bear to approach it.

My family and I were on vacation to the Great Smoky Mountains one summer when the kids were younger, and I always loved going to the pioneer homestead over the mountains in North Carolina. There were buildings and displays set up to show life as it was in a quieter time. Tourists were walking about, looking at the displays, checking things out. I noticed that when they approached a certain area, most of them wheeled about and walked quickly away. Curiosity overcame me, and I approached the exhibit. When I was about ten feet away I detected the deterrent—it was a hog pen. Believe me when I tell you that this young man would have found other employment if it were available!

Luke 15:16 “And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks that the swine did eat: and no man gave unto him.”

The boy is so hungry that he is willing to eat the cast-off grain husks that were not fit for human consumption. Why do you think that they were feeding them to the pigs?

About this time the father is undoubtedly receiving reports from migrants looking for work, or traders passing through. He hears reports about the famine in the far country, and he wonders about his boy. Is he all right? Is he getting enough to eat? Is he able to hang onto his inheritance? Basic necessities become very expensive when they are scarce. He stands outside, looking toward the far country. He weeps, crying into the night: “Son, are you alright? God forgive me for letting him go away like that!”
Luke 15:17 “And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father’s have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger!

The boy starts thinking about his situation, and realizes how much his father means to him. His father is a kind and generous man, a godly sort. He would be much better off working as a hired hand for his father, where he would be well-fed and looked after. He gets homesick, and sick with the realization of the terrible mistake he has made. He longs for his father’s love. He wrestles with the pros and cons of returning home, poverty-stricken, emaciated, and spiritually broken. He finally makes up his mind.”

Luke 15:18 “I will arise and go to my father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before thee,

19 And am no more worthy to be called thy son: make me as one of thy hired servants.”
The boy realizes that he has sinned against his father on the earth, and his God in heaven. He decides to go home. He dreads it. His father will be angry that he went away and wasted all his inheritance, and is reduced to this pitiful state. Yet, having somewhat matured lately, he decides to return home to his father.

Luke 15:20 “And he arose, and came to his father. But when he was yet a great way off, his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him.”
The father, ever watchful for his son, dejectedly gazes across the fields, watching the path home as he has done hundreds of times. He spies a figure, a familiar silhouette—could it be his lost son, returning home? He breaks into a run, half fearful that he is mistaken, half joyous to think that his son is at long last returning home. Weeping uncontrollably, he runs to his son, throwing his arms around him, kissing his neck.
Luke 15:21 “And the son said unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and in thy sight, and am no more worthy to be called thy son.”

The son knows what he deserves. If his father were to disown him and demand that he leave immediately, that outcome would be deserved.

Luke 15:22 “But the father said to his servants, Bring forth the best robe, and put it on him; and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet:

23 And bring hither the fatted calf, and kill it; and let us eat, and be merry:
24 For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found. And they began to be merry.”

The tearful father is overjoyed beyond belief. His lost son has returned home. His son has learned his lesson, and he knows where safety and comfort are. His father rejoices, and calls for a celebration, a big party to welcome his son home. He gets out his nicest suit of clothes, gives him a ring—a sign of both wealth and trust—and has his tired and damaged feet sheathed in comfortable shoes. Now he orders up a fatted calf, reserved for special occasions, and orders a feast prepared.
Why? His son had been lost to sin and the world, but now is safely at home in his father’s tender, loving care. The household is buzzing with laughter and preparations for merry-making. The lost son is alive, and home, and his father is happy once more.

Luke 15:25 “Now his elder son was in the field: and as he came and drew nigh to the house, he heard musick and dancing.

26 And he called one of the servants, and asked what these things meant.
27 And he said unto him, Thy brother is come; and thy father hath killed the fatted calf, because he hath received him safe and sound.
28 And he was angry, and would not go in: therefore came his father out, and intreated him.”
The faithful, older son is returning from a grueling day of work out in the farm fields. He is tired and hungry, ready to eat and rest. As he approaches the house, he hears the sounds of a party. What is going on? Upon hearing the news of his brother’s return, the elder son grows angry and resentful, so much so, that he refuses to go into the house where the party is in full swing.

His poor old father is distressed. Happy to see his lost son returned, he now has to deal with the animosity of the elder son. He begs to the boy, “Please come inside, my son. Join the celebration. Your brother is snatched from Satan’s grasp. Rejoice with me.” He is hurt and puzzled by the elder son’s behavior, wishing him to understand the importance of what has transpired.

Luke 15:29 “And he answering said to his father, Lo, these many years do I serve thee, neither transgressed I at any time thy commandment: and yet thou never gavest me a kid, that I might make merry with my friends:

30 But as soon as this thy son was come, which hath devoured thy living with harlots, thou hast killed for him the fatted calf.”

The son is still angry and obstinate, seething with resentment toward not only his younger brother, but now his father, as well. “I have behaved well”, he reminds his father, “I have done everything you asked me to do, working the farm hard and helping hold things together. And did you ever reward me with a party for my friends? No, never!”

“My brother took half the family fortune, that you worked so hard for, and threw it away on prostitutes—whores—and you reward him with a party?” He is incredulous, beside himself, in his anger.

Luke 15:31 “And he said unto him, Son, thou art ever with me, and all that I have is thine.

32 It was meet that we should make merry, and be glad: for this thy brother was dead, and is alive again; and was lost, and is found.”
Ah, the loving father! Through tear-clouded eyes he understands what his son misunderstands. “But, Son, everything I have is at your disposal. It is yours! When we divided the inheritance, your brother got his, and the rest is yours! Don’t you see that? It is all yours!”

“But as a responsible, mature person, surely you see that it is proper for us to be glad that your brother, who could have lost not only his fortune, but his life as well, is returned safely to the family. Don’t you see—he was brought back to us from the dead? He was lost, but no longer—he is home!” What a loving father!

My own fleshly father abandoned my mother to fend for eight children when I was a little boy. But I have a loving Father in heaven. I look forward to the day that He throws His loving arms around me, and cries, “Welcome home, my son!”

Friends, if you have sinned against your Father in heaven, I want you to see the tears in His eyes and feel the pain in his heart. He has lost His little child to sin and to the world. Daily He watches for your return, hoping against hope that you will decide to return home before you are utterly wasted and destroyed. Why don’t you lighten His heart by returning home to Him before it is too late?

Luke 15: 4 “What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it?

5 And when he hath found it, he layeth it on his shoulders, rejoicing.
6 And when he cometh home, he calleth together his friends and neighbours, saying unto them, Rejoice with me; for I have found my sheep which was lost.
7 I say unto you, that likewise joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just persons, which need no repentance.
8 Either what woman having ten pieces of silver, if she lose one piece, doth not light a candle, and sweep the house, and seek diligently till she find it?
9 And when she hath found it, she calleth her friends and her neighbours together, saying, Rejoice with me; for I have found the piece which I had lost.
10 Likewise, I say unto you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth.”

Repentance comes from a root word that means “almost”. Salvation is derived from a root word that means “entire”. Can you see the regret in the young son’s heart, when he realized that his former lifestyle was “almost”, or incomplete—instead of what it should have been? He returned home to safety, his salvation, where his life was complete, or “entire”, again.

2 Peter 3:9 “The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.”

Acts 3:19 “Repent ye therefore, and be converted, that your sins may be blotted out, when the times of refreshing shall come from the presence of the Lord.”

Acts 2:37 “Now when they heard this, they were pricked in their heart, and said unto Peter and to the rest of the apostles, Men and brethren, what shall we do?

38 Then Peter said unto them, Repent, and be baptized every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins, and ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost.
39 For the promise is unto you, and to your children, and to all that are afar off, even as many as the LORD our God shall call.
40 And with many other words did he testify and exhort, saying, Save yourselves from this untoward generation.”

There is a celebration in heaven when the wayward child returns home. Won’t you come home? Your Father is watching for your return tonight, longing for your return, waiting with tears in His eyes, tears that can turn to tears of joy. Won’t you make Him happy, and yourself whole, by coming home tonight?

*Photo(s)/Resource(s): Bernie Parsons

Why should we keep God waiting?

Therefore the LORD waits to be gracious to you, and therefore he exalts himself to show mercy to you.
For the LORD is a God of justice; blessed are all those who wait for him.
(Isaiah 30:18)

Note the amazing logic of grace: God’s people forsake him for a false salvation (vv. 1–17); therefore, he is gracious to them (v. 18). But he waits, for the Lord is a God of justice, i.e., he knows the perfect way to achieve his purpose, the perfect time to go into action, and the perfect disciplinary process that will awaken Judah. Judah had taken refuge from her enemies by turning to Egypt for protection – “a false salvation”, rather than turning to God. But God wasn’t finished yet. He was waiting for the perfect time to be gracious to them, the perfect time to “awaken” them, the perfect time to pour out his mercy. And when he did be gracious to them, he would “exalt himself” – he would display his glory.

Are you waiting on God for something? Praying and praying yet the answer seems to not be coming? God has a perfect timing. He is waiting until the perfect time to be gracious to you. The time that will be best for you and bring the most glory to him. He is a God of justice – he won’t fail to answer prayer. He won’t fail to treat you justly. He won’t fail to be true to his promises. He would be unjust if he told us to trust him and wait for him, then fail to be gracious. But blessed are all those who wait for him.

Why should we keep waiting for God? Because he is waiting for the perfect time to bless us. He has bags and bags of grace stored up for us. He’s just waiting for the absolute best time to heap them upon us. So keep watching for the One who plans to be gracious to you. Keep asking, seeking and knocking. Keep trusting him. Keep your mind stayed on him. Don’t go running to Egypt for salvation. Don’t go running to the world for relief. “Blessed are all those who wait for him.” When God does pour out his grace you’ll appreciate it more than ever. Who knows? Today might be the day he answers your prayers.

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Your Exceptional Exception.

imageThe wife of a man from the company of the prophets cried out to Elisha, “Your servant my husband is dead, and you know that he revered the LORD. But now his creditor is coming to take my two boys as his slaves.” Elisha replied to her, “How can I help you? Tell me, what do you have in your house?”

“Your servant has nothing there at all,” she said, “except a little oil.” Elisha said, “Go around and ask all your neighbors for empty jars. Don’t ask for just a few. Then go inside and shut the door behind you and your sons. Pour oil into all the jars, and as each is filled, put it to one side.”
2 Kings 4:1-4

The story goes on to tell us that the oil continued flowing until she ran out of jars with which to fill it. And she was able to keep her sons out of slavery.

All this woman could focus on was what she didn’t have. Elisha, on the other hand, was interested in her exception. And it was her exception that became the vessel for a miracle.

People often excuse themselves from the miraculous because they don’t have a lot to work with or offer God to work with. Maybe it’s their skills. A lack of resources. Or little experience.

Whatever the reason, what they don’t realize is that that in itself makes them a candidate for the power of God to flow through their lives. God has a history of using what little someone has to do great things only He can do.

God used a shepherd’s staff to part the Red Sea.
He used five loaves and two fish to feed thousands.
He even used an ass (Numbers 22, King James Version) to talk to someone and save their life.

One of the greatest strategies of the enemy is to get you to focus on what you don’t have, what you used to have, or what someone else has that you wish you had instead of looking in your house and asking the question, “God, what can you do through what I have?”

Here’s the profound truth you need to begin embracing today: All God needs to work miracles in your life is all you have. A God who created something out of nothing can also create something great out of little.

God can do exceptional things with your exception.

Photo(s)/Resource(s) : PSF