“But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”
I have a lot of weaknesses.. but I thank God that I don’t have to rely on my own strength. Thank you for reminding me of what grace truly is.
Interestingly, the mindset in which you approach life can really change the outcome of each day. To be honest, I’ve been so bitter/critical of so many things these past two quarters and I think it’s been spilling out into my life and affecting many of the encounters I have with people and what not.
It’s amazing how much of a difference can make when you constantly remind yourself of bringing a more positive attitude to life. I’m in this “list of 3’s” mode so I’m pushing myself to live each day in 3 ways: to be positive, thankful, and joyful.
Why? Cause the more I think about it the more i realize that I don’t deserve anything. That we are better off than we ever will deserve and blessed beyond necessity. Plus His grace is much more than just sufficient for us. It’s more than anything we can ever imagine or compare to.
Plus no one likes a mean, pessimistic, debbie downer, right?
Have you ever stopped to think about what you say on a daily basis? When I think about how many times I say unnecessary, sarcastic comments that do nothing but possibly hurt,humiliate, or embarrass the person I am talking to.. its crazy!
I can only hope to be more edifying, encouraging, and rebuking with my words. None of that unnecessary crap that doesn’t build one another up. The very realization that something as simple as words can really build up and brighten someone’s day or at the same time break someone down is somewhat scary to think of.
Trying to be more careful with my words, more intentional with my talks. Les go.
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My Wife’s Fight With Breast Cancer
one of the saddest and most beautiful photo essays I’ve ever seenI don’t think I could ever be this open photographically showing my wife slowly dying. I couldn’t do it, but this is beautiful.
(Source: algernoncadwallader)
For all of you who don’t know, Urbana is a missions based conference held in St. Louis every couple of years. I had the great opportunity to go with my church and wanted to share a bit of my time there!
My Urbanaexperience began with a simple question for me; What does going to missions really mean? 4 days, countless seminars, and a David Platt sermon later, my Urbanatrip ended with the question; What does going to missions NOT mean for me? It took a total of 4,000 miles for me to realize that my life wasn’t about me or my plans; it was all about God’s plan for me and his desire. Reflecting back on my last couple of years, I realized how infatuated I was with my own plans. In my mind, I needed to have everything down to the teeth; whether it was planning out every class I was taking for the 4 years in college to when I would start working in my eventual career. It seemed acceptable to me that God was interwoven with my plans, but only if my life came first. When doubt arose, I would reassure myself with this idea of “After all, we’re called to be students right?”. I had shaped God according to my desire for stability and comfort. It was always me first then God; I convinced myself of this illusion that I was obeying God’s will, that I could do “more” if I was a little bit more successful and studious. As if God needed my skills to fulfill his will!
Going intoUrbana, I expected to hear hundreds of new appealing reasons of why I should go to missions and that these stories of missionaries would hopefully entice me to go on missions. Ironically, I was captivated by a story I was all too familiar with, the gospel itself. You see, for me, I had the gospel all mixed up. I didn’t have that sense of urgency to go on missions because the gospel became all about me and how I could live in comfort knowing I was saved. The gospel simply became a “get out of jail” card for me and I was unable to see beyond that. For all these years, I failed to understand the true beauty of the gospel and what it really meant for God to condescend to our level and die for a sinner like me.
By the end ofUrbana, the reality of missions finally hit me through the preaching of the gospel through the sermons and seminars. When it came down to it, I was confusing myself by trying to discover all of these motives to why I should go when all that I needed to understand was the sufficiency and beauty of Christ himself.
One of my greatest joys is seeing my class brothers and sisters bond, get closer, be edifying, laugh, cry, smile, and just be together.
Today was a great reminder to persevere on and start each day with a positive attitude.
C:
Mistletoe
Lois Lee
The day after Thanksgiving means that it’s socially acceptable to listen and sing to Christmas songs (even if I’ve been listening to Christmas music since like…February). Yay! This is for my new friend and roommate Grace Suh. I didn’t text you on Thanksgiving because I was asleep for almost half of it but I am so thankful that God brought us together so randomly. I’ve had so much fun with you the last two months watching tv, eating ramen together late at night when we know we shouldn’t, and talking about everything under the sun. It had to be fate that we are roommates. HAHA ♥ Let the Christmas season begin!
Mistletoe (cover) by Lois Lee
So talented!!
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