We will all be judged. We will give an account of ourselves to God – and no one else. No one else knows my story. And I don’t know anyone else’s.
For me, there is almost no scarier thought: we are the light of the world. God is the light. Jesus is the light. But me? No. Not me. Except that Jesus said that I am. You are the light of
As we go through this life, we can become desensitized to our need for righteousness by the more exciting world of pleasure – the same way our taste buds become unresponsive to anything but the stimulation of wild and exciting foods.
I think a lot of us here with food addiction or eating disorders know what it is to mourn. I feel like I’ve spend half my life in mourning – weeping and wailing on the inside, if not the outside.
Whether I want him to see me or not, he does. And he doesn’t run away from it.
I come from a family where it is considered bad form to blame your shortcomings on outside forces, as if they were out of your control.
You shall worship the Lord your God and him only shall you serve.
He always keeps his promises, but not always in the way we expect. So don’t go ‘testing’ his power.
I need to be me. And I can’t do BLE without God.