Loving something doesn’t mean it will always meet my needs or fulfill my expectations. In fact, sometimes it seems that the more invested I am in something, the more capacity it has to break my heart.
I was nineteen years old when I started pestering the Lord about wanting a mentor. Fresh out of college, having just moved to a new town, I was feeling alone and a bit hesitant in my walk with the Lord. I read Titus 2 and determined that what I needed was an older woman in…
Courage, dear heart; God is writing your story. He created you. He is the One Who gives you identity.
In Him, there is hope. There is freedom. There is grace.
“I don’t know why I did this but something in my heart made me ask “Do I have your full blessing?” It took him a moment to think about what I was asking and then he looked me in the eye and spoke the words that had the power to break my heart.”
My goal was to ask her if she was interested in courting. She came to the evening thinking we already were courting. Confusion ensued!
Was this a path of wisdom? It wasn’t that the letters were wrong. They weren’t. They were focused on the center of her life, focused on obeying the Father’s will. Walking the path of faith and discovering the hope of eternity. But they were still letters written to him.