This morning I received an email alert from Amazon about a new book being released by a certain author. As I sat looking at that email, the Holy Spirit took me down memory lane, reminding me how He works so amazingly and intricately in our lives to bring about relationships and events we could never have planned ourselves.
Recently I’ve been studying and meditating on Psalm 139:13-18. I’ve always thought this chapter referred to the marvelous way God created our bodies. While it does include our physical beings, after doing some word study I’ve come to realize it mostly refers to those “inward parts” that make up our unique personalities — the combination of thinking, feeling, and behaving that characterize each individual.
My nephew’s wedding was beautiful. He and his bride planned a meaningful and memorable ceremony demonstrating Christ’s love for us, His Bride, and His future return to take us Home with Him. As a result, those of us in attendance were encouraged to focus on Christ as our key relationship.
I’ve recently become acutely aware of the resistance we encounter when we try to change something in our lives. After all, change is always necessary when we learn our purpose and attempt to live it. The important thing to remember is that resistance doesn’t always mean we’re on the wrong track. In fact, the more we’re on the right track, the more resistance to change we’ll encounter.
God seems to speak to me in themes, getting my attention by repeating the same concepts in different ways. Recently, the fact that God will make a way where there seems to be none — moving mountains and parting the sea, so to speak — has been prevalent.
Someone on Facebook recently asked what it means to be respectful. I immediately thought of the greatest compliment I ever received.
It was on a hot summer evening over 20 years ago when I was waitressing. A group of around ten men came into the restaurant after attending a farm equipment show all afternoon in the hot sun. I brought them ice water which they quickly drank. As I came back several times to fill their glasses while they waited for their food, it didn’t take me long to recognize that one was mildly mentally handicapped.
