(I don't want to lead anyone astray here...my kids are truly champs each and every morning as we get all four of them to school and balance extra kiddos on some mornings, too. They are pretty stellar, and this morning was a really good morning. But, if you've read my blog for more than one week or so, you know how coffee and I work together. So there ya go.)
...struggle that author Kyle Idleman point out in his book "Not a Fan." It's all about being a follower of Jesus rather than just a fan and the messed up thinking that so many of us have about the difference between the two. It's got me thinking. Repenting. And determined. And though I'm a horrific book reviewer, I will likely talk about it in the future. It's a must read.
...post by Anne Jackson..."Go With Your Gut or Else..." Yep. I hear ya.
...song by Shane and Shane. Embracing Accusation. It's kind of eerie, honestly. But it's true. If satan is the father of lies, that means he's pretty doggone good at lying. And what makes a lie more damaging than throwing a bit of truth into it just to really make things confusing? I can relate because just like everybody else on this planet, satan is right about me. I'm not good enough. Wise enough. Perfect enough. Strong enough. Patient enough. I'm not. And I'm certainly not worth much of anything on my own. Left to myself, I'm a disaster. And I'm cursed. Satan forgets the second part though...He who knew no sin became sin so that I wouldn't have to rely on my own "enoughs." He took the curse and dissolved it in one single action (Galatians 3:10-14) Dying on a cross. Bleeding and suffering. When I approach the situation with a repentant heart, I am covered under the blood that He sacrificed. If I even dare remove anything out from that blood of forgiveness and grace (in my life or anyone else's), I am in sin. I am wrong. So though satan may be correct when he tells us we're cursed and unworthy, he forgets about the whole Jesus part. The part that makes it possible for me to be so unworthy and screwed up, yet so loved and accepted and even valuable. Not sure that I can honestly say I'm a pro at embracing accusations...but this particular one that satan tries to get me to accept, well, knowing the end of the story I can handle it (you can click here to hear the story behind the song in the words of the man that wrote it).
I have no witty or insightful way to end this post. Just isn't going to happen. Maybe on a non-Monday. Or for a post that possess a train of thought that is easily followed by someone other than me and maybe my mom. But that is not today. And it is not this post. So that's all I got.
The end.
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