As you know, my recent blogs have centered on the hard season of late–a season that may be all too familiar to you right now. As much as I love empathy amidst my journey, I’m so sorry for your pain. But this pain means learning the power of our Lord and Savior. For me, this revelation…
How this ends.
I’ve written lately about the difficult season of life. The season that feels unending. The season that leaves you dilapidated and numb. I won’t claim to feel the paralysis you experience. I can’t pretend to understand the isolation you feel. But I absolutely can remind you of what I know. And I know how this…
At His word.
It’s been a tough yet rewarding season of late. It’s been a season full of pain and fruit. It’s been a season where I take God at His word when nothing around me looks like that word. I won’t pretend to be experiencing a life-threatening trial–I’m thankful to say I’m not. But regardless of the…
My inmost being.
It’s unsurprising that our expectations may differ from God’s plan. I recently experienced this and wish I had handled it more gracefully. While God’s plan and purpose are far better than mine, I silently carried around feelings of disappointment that I tried to ignore. By failing to take those feelings to God, I began to…
Greater still.
As life progresses, as I mature, as seasons of life come and go, I continue to experience new levels of God’s grace. And even when I know that I know that I know that God’s grace is bottomless, I remain surprised when I experience God’s grace in a greater, newer way. I foolishly operate as though…
Dwell before rest.
There’s not enough time in my day. I wring every second out of every minute, maximizing every opportunity to schedule more. I become obsessed with time; with volume; with cutting corners to pretend I gained volume. Gradually, my calendar began stifling the Lord’s movement in my life. The activities that fill my schedule–they’re good in…
To wait quietly.
It was only recently that I understood how much of my life has been spent waiting on God. An inventory of those around me shows I am not alone in this. And I suspect at some point–if not nearly every point–in your journey, you have similarly waited on God. Nearly every person dear to me is waiting on God for something: for a door to…
What is pleasing to Him.
I’ve been grasping for that which I’m afraid to lose. I torment myself trying to protect a circumstance, relationship, opportunity, status, object, moment, season, or chapter. I manipulate, control, and influence to preserve whatever I am attempting to maintain. And somewhere along the way, I became enamored with the method instead of the mission. I suspect you can…
Good, perfect, and pleasing.
I’ve been holding so tightly to what I think is mine–my relationships, my time, my job, my resources, my life, my goals, and all the rest. I strain to maintain the status quo. I vacillate between relief that these things will remain and fear that they won’t. Of course, these things have never been mine….
Paige Pippin 