Have you heard? It’s stirring – a movement, a churning in the soul. Brothers and sisters joining other brothers and sisters–crossing racial boundaries, socio-economic boundaries, denominational boundaries. It seems the light bulb was switched on and it’s spreading like wildfire. It’s a movement from slavery to freedom, from shackles to strength, and I’m seeing it rise up all around me.
What an incredible responsibility Christians have to lead, even in fear. We must understand that even when we are afraid, we must resist temptation to shrink back. We must take heed and remember it is better to lead afraid than to not lead at all.
I’ve been there too. I know what it’s like to wake up feeling like you just don’t know who you are anymore. You’ve lost your sense of life, you’ve lost your sense of self, and you’ve lost all sense of Christ. You feel alone and unworthy. You are confused and battered. You carry scars of past abuse both inflicted by others and also yourself, and you stare at them. The unfriendly reminder of who you were and where you’ve been and you’ve convinced yourself that you just must still be that person.
Over the past couple months I’ve written some articles that will mostly likely be published at Self Talk the Gospel shortly, which is where I spend most of my time. BUT, I have managed to bring you one here tomorrow — it’s one of my favorites 🙂
However, in more current news, in an effort to combine my love for the holidays with my love for my dear friends, I have decided to spend what little creative time I have left before Christmas to bless them abundantly.