Attitude of Gratitude, Day 7 & 8
#7
I'm thankful for hope.
I'm thankful for hope.
I didn't realize how much this was missing in my heart until God showed me the darkness of my doubt.
I thought I had hope, and in some ways I did.
Hope in Christ's salvation over me, and the promise of home everlasting.
Hope for joy in the lives of those around me.
It turned out, though, that doubt and self-made conclusions began to replace the hope over my life's circumstances.
Over the things that seemed insurmountable or downright impossible.
The pain and the frustrations and the fears.
Over the things that seemed insurmountable or downright impossible.
The pain and the frustrations and the fears.
They took the throne of certainty instead of the rightful King, the one of creation from beginning to end,
who knows what every moment of my life will hold.
I believed in God's authority and loving kindness, but still subconsciously denied its authenticity for myself.
Thankfully the Lord has been PATIENTLY working on my heart,
who knows what every moment of my life will hold.
I believed in God's authority and loving kindness, but still subconsciously denied its authenticity for myself.
Thankfully the Lord has been PATIENTLY working on my heart,
stretching and strengthening its capacity to hold hope again.
Reminding me that this comes from first trusting in God's will, through calm and storm, riding its waves with faith to wherever He leads.
Which, by the way, can be scary as hell.
But so is a life without hope.
And when I seek God with my brokenness, he doesn't hide because he's too busy with bigger problems or doesn't feel like dealing with one more person's crap today.
He answers boldly, with beautiful grace, and that kind of love far beyond deserves my trust and my hope.
#8
I am thankful for coffee.
Silly, perhaps.
But today, as I'm feeling absolutely exhausted, I'm so grateful for beloved caffeinated friend.
Thanks for getting me through the tough spots,
Cup o' Joe!
Reminding me that this comes from first trusting in God's will, through calm and storm, riding its waves with faith to wherever He leads.
Which, by the way, can be scary as hell.
But so is a life without hope.
And when I seek God with my brokenness, he doesn't hide because he's too busy with bigger problems or doesn't feel like dealing with one more person's crap today.
He answers boldly, with beautiful grace, and that kind of love far beyond deserves my trust and my hope.
#8
I am thankful for coffee.
Silly, perhaps.
But today, as I'm feeling absolutely exhausted, I'm so grateful for beloved caffeinated friend.
Thanks for getting me through the tough spots,
Cup o' Joe!