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"Encourage one another daily, as long as it is today," Hebrews 3:13. Adventure in progress…


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The World Needs You

God made you to fit a specific shape and purpose in this world that couldn’t be fulfilled without your presence. You are unique, you are wanted, you belong.

Identity can come from many places, true identity comes from the Creator. Even if you don’t believe this, I want you to be encouraged by a few truths about how valuable you are and why it’s okay to believe it’s true.


This is not the ability to degrade your own work or put yourself down in order to make others seem higher, it’s having an accurate picture of yourself and others, including God.

It is ok to look at your talents and strengths and say, “I am really good at that! I excel at this!” When you do, you are giving credit to the one who made you with that ability rather than denying how wondrously you were made by pretending you aren’t capable of wonderful things. In this, seek to align your heart with that of a servant’s, rejoicing that because you do have this skill you are able to both enjoy it (which is good) and bring joy and blessing to others (which is purpose and also brings you joy). This is glorifying to God, and it’s fulfilling. You weren’t meant to be a speck of dirt on the wall, you were meant to be radiant and in that bring light to others. That is what humility and confidence can do together.


You are beautiful, don’t you want to believe that? Then understand that at the end of your life when you look back on who you are and who you were and who you wish you had become, when you admit to yourself that you’ve always wanted to be beautiful, you’ll understand that at in times in your life you felt it was true and you will wish that you had the wisdom to hold on to that in the moment and keep it. You won’t be able to freeze that one fresh look you put together and keep it. You can’t depend on the approval of others that temporarily allows you to sustain a confidence in your appearance. You have to decide that you are beautiful, and choose to believe it. It doesn’t cost you are anyone else a penny. It’s free and it’s freedom. Choose to believe, ” I am beautiful.”

Skin deep.

I have learned a truth about beauty in this season of life.

The way you feel about your insides completely decides how you feel about your outside.

It’s true people say that beauty is only skin deep, but that’s looking at physical beauty in a way that removes false value and allows pretty and attractive to be appreciated as ascetically pleasing, crediting the creator for his skill. This is different. This isn’t about associating value of the non-physical with the physical, well, I mean it is, but I’m getting at something more.

Think about a person you heard about before you knew them and you decided you liked them. Perhaps a celebrity or friend of a friend or even your pet lab puppy comes to mind. The way you are able to appreciate what you know and like about them was superficial, real, but limited as if you had goggles around your eyes or only saw in one dimension. When you got to know them through personal experience and relationship, there was a depth their with three dimensional perspective.

It’s like that with beauty.

You can and should appreciate what is attractive and appealing to the eye, but you need to use all that you were given to see the depth and dimensions and layers. Like using every type of vision rather than just what your two physical eyes can catch. I’m talking x-ray, infrared, and those other weird ones I can’t remember but they look cool. Look without your eyes as much as you look with your eyes.

When I come home from a day of working hard, knowing I did my best with my heart and my mind, I feel beautiful. That feeling of knowing I am doing what I’m made to do and willingly putting in all my effort is satisfying in a way that changes my view of myself. I see myself as someone whole and worthwhile. I am thankful for the care I pour into others in my job. I delight in the fact that I’ve been able to use my skills and blend in my interests and hobbies. It feels beautiful, I feel beautiful. Beauty has become so much more than just what you can see, it truly can be felt.


We people spend an enormous amount of time with our minds fixed towards others creating a list of how we should be like them. Meanwhile, they don’t notice how much cooler they are than us because  they are doing the same thing.

Imagine if we could get off the boat and stop riding these senseless patterns of behavior in favor of bending our thoughts towards what lasts. Or even what doesn’t last but needs to be continually replenished for our own good.

Like positive thoughts about ourselves and others. I’m not buying into a wishy-washy type of “positivity” fixes everything. I’m talking about power. Your thoughts lead to words and words have power. Have you ever felt better because someone gave you a compliment? How many times have you kept a compliment inside instead of giving it to someone? How would your world look different if you spoke every encouragement?

That type of thinking, on what is good in others’ behavior, is worth your effort. Taking a moment to acknowledge how far you’ve come when you have many miles left to journey, you need that, it’s worth your effort.

Take time to think about how loved you are. Remember the kinds words. Remember the gifts you’ve been given and the acts of service done to care for you. Place yourself in the shoes of those whom you have a positive impact on in your life and think about how valuable you are to them. When we have trouble showing love to others and just as much trouble remembering what we are shown, we need to make a habit of keeping these thoughts in mind to continually encourage ourselves and others.

Don’t wait to feel

Today I didn’t have a moment of sudden inspiration push from within my tummy like a hot air balloon of sunshine needing to be shared. Nope. It’s like that sometimes, the inspiration to write, but not today. I did it anyway. When I wasn’t sure what to do or how to encourage myself out of this rut that I’m trekking in (not standing still-no sir), I remembered the kind words from those who said I had an impact on them.

I don’t find certainty and constance in myself. I am changing in mood and feeling so often that as a human who is not perfect with feelings that lie, I know that’s not a place I can depend. At times it helps me deal with uncertainty by holding onto what I believe to be true. On days like this, I grab hold of a small truth and let it lead me to action.

I am made to love God and love others. If I know that my words can be an encouragement to others, then I use that gift that I enjoy to bring life to someone else today.


I pray you are encouraged by these words today, and I hope that you will share your encouragement with those around you so that we might exponentially lift one another up. If we do that without ceasing, we might find that we’ve all begun flying.

It is Him that taught me and continually teaches me to love, my Lord and savior Jesus. And it is Him who gives us the ability to lift one another up and do so as long as it is today.

Even youths grow tired and weary,
    and young men stumble and fall;
 but those who hope in the Lord
    will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
    they will run and not grow weary,
    they will walk and not be faint.”

Isaiah 40:30-31


Go to the river


There once was this little girl who was lost in the woods. Surrounded by thick dark trees and complete stillness, not a creature moved past her eyes in the dimness of day hidden from the full light of the sun. She was alone.
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The girl found a soft place to camp beneath a hard oak tree. Each morning she awoke from her mossy bed and left the protection of the branches in search of food and water.

One day she found a river.

Cold, refreshing, inviting waters that danced on the tip of her tongue as she eagerly filled her smile with life sustaining drink.

From her side pocket she pulled a small vessel of tin and filled it with water from the river. Eagerly she held the container in her hands and protected it from spilling the treasure inside. She walked back into the woods with her hands cupped, careful not to trip on a root.

Several times a nearby brightly flowered bush or gathering of (possibly poison-she was unskilled at telling the difference) berries distracted her for moments long enough to cause a few tear sized drops to spill over the edges of her cup.

When she reached the camp she had made by the tree she sat next to her hovel in meager triumph, the vessel of water in hand and admiration for its contents in her eyes.

Over the next few days she stared at the precious beaker half-filled with water as she lay on her bed. She thought about it while she was thirsty. At night she dreamed about the sparkling water within. Each day she longed to feel the cool stream run down her throat.

But she did not drink it. Nor did she ever return to the river.


What does this story mean to you? Was the girl a hopeful or a fool? Did she live long? What would you have done if you had found a river while you were lost in the woods alone? 



Maybe you wonder why she didn’t drink the water she had rather than letting herself die of thirst, idly admiring instead of using it for its purpose. Perhaps you would have told her to get a larger container or return to the river as needed?

The girl allowed her surroundings to distract her. She failed to understand the purpose of the river she found when she was in need. I personally wonder why she did not move her entire estate to the riverbank and never leave it’s side?

The river was her source of life. What kept her away?

I think this story can illustrate the type of interaction we often have with God’s word.

We take a verse or two, maybe even memorize one of them. Or at least we write it down on a post-it note and put it neatly scripted in a visible place to admire. But we don’t let it penetrate our heart.

How often to we camp in the word and drink our fill? Even when we do we like to wander off with plans to return later, maybe. Or we think we have enough not to make another trip.

Why don’t we start coming to the river with bigger glasses and thirsty hearts?

Better yet, let’s go to the river and plant ourselves in deeply to stay.


“They are like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither-whatever they do prospers.” Psalm 1:3

Studying Tips-

Cross-referencing: I just discovered this great tool for studying verses with the original Hebrew. Use it to find the deeper meaning of each verse and meditate on how it applies to you.

Start with this prayer from John Piper when you open your Bible:
Incline my heart to your word, Open my eyes to behold your word, Unite my heart (unscattered) to fear your name, Satisfy me with your steadfast love. Amen.

Write in a journal: You can go back and read what He has spoken to you in the past for encouragement.

Share with other believers: “As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another.”  Proverbs 27:17

You Need to Know the Truth About Perfect


Reading an article last Friday morning titled, “There Is No Such Thing as a Perfect Decision” reality finally hit me. There is no such thing as perfect.

When I was younger I was a self-proclaimed perfectionist. I demanded more from myself than anyone else and my standards were impossible. I left no room for errors, honestly believing all I needed to do was avoid messing up.

The problem is, for us humans, this isn’t possible.

Lie #1. I can attain perfection by avoiding messing up.

Can you drive car with crooked alignment down the road straight if you try really earnestly? What if it doesn’t have a connected steering wheel?

You might avoid crashing for a while, but eventually, I guarantee you, that car will crash.

Truth: We were broken from the start.

We were not born into this world empty canvases waiting to be freshly painted by a talented hand or doomed to be splattered by the problems we face.

We are not fresh clay misshapen by our darkest circumstances hoping for bright ones to undo the damages of our pasts.

We are each born broken.

A long time ago, God created the earth and made us perfect, calling His creation good, (Genesis 1:31). We had a relationship with him and one another that fully satisfied our purpose. (And when I say us, I mean humanity, but more literally I’m talking about Adam and Eve. Humans #1 & 2.)

We disobeyed God and received the consequence: Separation from him, and brokenness.

“For all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.” Romans 3:23

Lie #2. We can attain perfection if we try hard enough or work together.

Have you ever broken a bone? Imagine you broke both your arms. Bare with me here. Imagine both bones in both of your arms are cracked right down the middle, bending out of place under your skin.

Can you fix yourself?

Can 12 other humans who also have broken arms fix you?

Truth: We aren’t living in a world that has the potential to restore itself back to perfection.

Only someone perfect has the ability to create perfection.

Only GOD has the ability to take what is broken and restore it to perfection.

What does this mean?

We don’t have to struggle each day in fear of making mistakes; we are going to make mistakes.

That’s a guarantee.

(I hate it too, but denial will not bring you freedom.)

Freedom is trusting in the One who is perfect.

Whatever decisions we make in life, about our cars or houses or jobs or relationships, every single choice will come with its own set of faults and struggles because it’s filled with imperfect people in a broken world.

But that doesn’t mean you can make the best choice, or the wisest choice.

It simply means that your best choice and wisest choice do not mean the perfect choice, and they won’t while we live on this earth.

But we have hope. 

Out of His love, God is making us new through Jesus. He won’t stop until His work is finished in you.

“He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for His name’s sake.” Psalm 23:3

This is my hope as I face a reality where I can’t be perfect: through Christ God is making me new and there will be a day I am made new and perfect.

Until that day, God promises to take care of me through whatever. He promises His love and good gifts, including wisdom and strength and comfort. He promises to work all things together for my good.

Life is going to be messy, but God will never change.

He will never leave me nor forsake me, and that is the greatest hope I could ever ask for.

Read: Streams in the Desert


What Good is Joy?


Photo by Ali Kendrick

I gazed out the tinted grey window of the blue city bus that carried us through the hills of Ireland, the sunlight glowed beyond a canopy of clouds lighting up my first view of the sparkling emerald see. I nearly cried I was so filled with joy. It was supernaturally shiny, that moment. I could feel the Holy Spirit doing work that went far beyond the simple happiness a beautiful view produces.

The whole month, (month 1 of 11 on a 3 continent mission trip), was weird. I lived with my brand new family, a team of 7 strangers from all over the United States and 2 other freshly formed teams from our squad of 56, in the house of one Jim Moriarty.

That’s right, I was in Ireland living with Jim Moriarty, (that’s a Sherlock Holmes reference for all you sad people who aren’t acquainted with this classic).

Jim loved Jesus and as far as I could tell, was not the leader of a global crime syndicate…

We experienced physical, spiritual, and emotional trials that both challenged and bonded us as we began the first leg of our race (the World Race). Many of my teammates were dismayed to come face to face with wounds from their own past, but we worked through it together. It was the kind of month would continue to tell stories about as years passed. We laughed as much as we could so we didn’t cry, and sometimes we did cry.

Not for a single moment did that joy the Holy Spirit poured into my soul on the bus leave me. It was my rest, hope, and perseverance in everything I faced that extraordinary July.

Joy is so much more than a happy feeling.

Joy is thankful.

Joy is comfort.

Joy is strong.

Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness.” James 1

Let’s say you wake up one morning with purple spots on your skin, dolphin ears (that was a joke, dolphins don’t have ears silly!), webbed feet, and you’re sneezing at 10 second intervals. What’s wrong with you?

There is obviously a strange illness at the root of your symptoms, we know that because of what we witness even when we don’t yet know the cause itself.

This like is our relationship with God.

When we know Him personally as His redeemed children, he works inside our hearts to change us from the inside out. Joy is a symptom, and it’s connected to the other work God does inside our souls.

Unlike an illness, when the Holy Spirit takes up residence inside us He continually produces new good work inside of us, manifesting in all sorts of ways, each work good spurring on more and more.

Joy is a fruit of the spirit that encourages other fruit to grow inside you and even those around you. Sometimes thankfulness, (you are grateful when you’re joyful are you not?), sometimes comfort (like the soothing smile of a friend when you are sad), and sometimes strength (because it changes the attitude with which you face your trials).

God gave me that gift of joy because he knew that I would need it, and so would my World Race family. They were each blessed by my joy in some way, and I was able to live it out because they understood the value of joy.

In Ireland, I did feel joy, but the work in my life and relationship with God that came with it lasted far longer than the feeling.

Encourage one another as long as it is today, and remember that joy is more than a feeling. Joy is a gift for you and others, a weapon against the trials we face, and a result of knowing the God who has already claimed victory for us through Christ Jesus.

That, is joy.   =)


(Ali, Alyssa, Emily & I in Ireland)

The joy of the Lord is your strength. Nehemiah 8:10

The Truth About Hard Decisions



FRIDAY AFTERNOON my car broke down on the way home from Ikea, (otherwise known as Disneyland), then I found out my license had been suspended. I was completely clueless as to how or why and racked my brain for any mistake I might have made without being aware.

The DMV and I had a fun chat about that, but this wasn’t the last thing to go wrong before the day was up.

I know each of you have experienced feeling out of control, unsure of how to make a big decision, and being overwhelmed by the feeling all your problems hit at once.

Life is hard.

Maybe it doesn’t have anything to do with adulthood. Maybe it’s a result of the condition of our hearts.

Maybe it’s a result of sin.

“For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and all are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus.” Romans 3:23-24

I struggle to make decisions

This is a lie.

The truth is, much of the time you and I don’t like making tough decisions because we want to pursue our fleshly desires while reaping the benefits of wisdom.

You can’t put a cake in the oven and pull out a roast turkey dinner.

I can’t say that I want to be someone who eats food for the reasons God intended it, misuse the food He made for me to eat, and expect to be healthy and unaddicted to sugar 25 years from now, that’s not how it works.

“For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, love, and self-control.” 2 Timothy 1:7

Mels the day I bought her, Halloween 2013

Wisdom often means sacrifice

As I sit here typing I’m on the other side of an emotional breakdown entailing crying in the car and avocado pudding, more than one humbling lesson from the Holy Spirit, and an extremely long weekend filled with traffic school and car shopping.

The truth is, I didn’t want to wait for a mechanic to look at my car, I wanted to feel in control of the situation and I used safety as an excuse.

I savored the idea of road trips, trunk space and A/C.

I was so caught up in the future a new car would bring that I almost made a decision I would have regretted: Spending lots of money that wasn’t my own on a car I didn’t need.

The real source of the tension I feel when I have to make a “hard” decision, unless it’s fear, is my flesh at war with the spirit God placed inside me when He made me new in Christ.

God gives me all the wisdom, power, and self-control I need to make the best choices according to His standards, which are the best, because He can actually see and control the future, through his Holy Spirit.

His spirit is fearless.

Without the bias of my flesh, I can see the wisest course of action is to focus on the car I have right now, and finish stewarding that investment before I move on to a new one.

It may well be that I can’t fix Mels, or that I pay to have her fixed and something else breaks a few weeks down the road.

That’s a risk.

But the truth is I never have a guarantee of what’s to come, all I have is guarantee of the One who is to come.

Where is the placement of your hope and how is it affecting the way you make decisions?

Do you have peace?

“And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:19

Don’t Wait


Last night the Holy Spirit poured out some wisdom while I was ignoring my Bible study leader.

Okay, I wasn’t actually ignoring him, but I did have my pink pen stuck in my Doctor Who journal as the Spirit whispered treasures for me to color the pages with.

He taught me something that changed my whole perspective on waiting.

Remember when your mom told you to clean your room?
What if you did your homework instead?
That’s a good thing, surely she would approve.
What you really wanted to do was eat a cookie, so from your perspective you’re doing great.

Unless she had plans for you.
And her instructions were deliberate.
Perhaps she planned a surprise sleepover.
Maybe your teacher sent a note home canceling your project.
Your mom might even be about to walk into your room and tell you to leave it a mess, because she cared about your obedience more than the results and wanted to reward you.
But you had better plans. Or so you thought.

My point is, you don’t know better than the one whom you’re called to obey.

We don’t know better than God, so when He tells us to do something or to sit still and let Him work, why do we fight for our way?

When I pursue my plans on my own time, I am taking a pen to God’s schedule and crossing out the good He already has for me in that hour.

How many times has my attitude of pride or impatience or ungratefulness kept me from enjoying the good gifts God has placed in my hands right now because I keep whining about something He said it isn’t time for yet?

I wonder what I’ve missed.


Learning to be still now readies our heart to be moved when He does say, “It’s time, look what I have for you.”

Every good and perfect gift is from God, (James 1:17), and He has had your whole life planned from the beginning, (Psalm 139). His desire is to give you good gifts, (Matthew 7:9-11). Listen to the God who wants better for your life than even you want for yourself; He is faithful and He loves you.

A thankful heart focuses on what He has given us and allows us to enjoy what’s to come when it arrives. It’s the attitude of impatience that will destroy our ability to enjoy the gift when it arrives, when we’ve already moved on to the next.

“God gives some people wealth, possessions and honor, so that they lack nothing their hearts desire, but God does not grant the ability to enjoy them, and strangers enjoy them instead. This is meaningless, a grievous evil.” Ecclesiastes 6:2

“Moreover, when God gives someone wealth and possessions, and the ability to enjoy them, to accept their lot and be happy in their toil–this is a gift of God.” Ecclesiastes 5:19

I believe that one desire, the one He asked us to wait on, has it’s own perfect moment. The value in waiting is that we are able to see and enjoy all that He has planned for us in the present, that’s why it’s called the present.

Be still.

Don’t wait to enjoy what God has planned for now.

Heaven without Jesus

If you died and went to heaven tomorrow, golden roads, mansions, perfection, the works, would you be satisfied?

Would heaven be everything you want if it did not include Jesus?

Sitting in the breeze of a balmy Tuesday afternoon, I was sharing my inner thoughts out loud with God while Effie, the toddler I nanny, slept soundly in the house upstairs.

My words began to weave a trend of everything I wanted fixed. In my life, sure, but even more so in myself.

Some of my speech was a recognition of what God was already doing in me, but I had to include my own input, you know?

I had the same goals as God, sanctification is part of his plan, I was just feeling a little less patient than Him.

I paused a moment to remember who I was talking to and the delight of His presence overswept my thoughts.

I realized it is better to sit in God’s presence as a messy, sinful human being saved by grace than to be fully sanctified and perfect

God has brought to my attention-and continues to do so with annoying frequency-how I hold myself up to higher standards than even He does for me. When I set my sights on an important goal, I often leave out grace and aim straight for my vision of that final day when He’s finished His work in me and I’m perfect. My version of best.

Being with God is better than being like God. 

Adam and Eve learned this the hard way.

I don’t want to spend the rest of my life missing out on knowing the depths of His grace by making the same mistake.

Whether it’s a dream job, a house, the perfect family, personal ambition, or heaven itself, I am convinced that there is nothing that can satisfy apart from Christ himself.

It is God’s job to make me look like Jesus, it is my only job to love him.

When we become focused on anything that takes away from enjoying Him first and most, we miss out on the best.

God is the best. 



If You Knew God’s Plan for Your Life: Part 1

If you only knew what God had in his plans, you would stop worrying. You would have peace, right?


A big, leather-bound book with crisp yellowed pages coated in ink penned ages ago falls onto the table before you and opens to the very page which begins your life’s story.

In this book is written every detail of your struggles, your triumphs, your dreams, and your fears.

There is an entire chapter dedicated wholly to the monster under your bed that you feared so much as a child. Another passage describes the loss of your first tooth.

You read an account of the death of a loved one. You find the name of the person God chose for you to marry. Your life literally stretches out before your eyes as your shaking fingers eagerly turn the pages in search of answers.

You read until the last day written and then you stop. You stare at the date of your earthly departure as flashes of names and events yet to come dance across your temporary brain. 

Now you know everything.

What will you do with this knowledge? 

You’re not going to like the truth but you need to know so listen close:

Knowledge will not give you peace.

It didn’t give Adam and Eve peace in the garden of Eden. Their peace came from a relationship with God.

When the two disobeyed and ate the forbidden fruit the fall of the world separated them from God. That was what they traded for knowledge.

Would you trade your relationship with God for being like him?

You are not God, you aren’t supposed to know His plans for your life, and you certainly shouldn’t consider yourself quite capable of making your own. (Read Job 38-42 if you need to understand more about that.)

He doesn’t give you all the answers because he knows that’s not what you need. Thankfully, He loves you far too much to give you what you ask for when it’s not good for you.

God offers himself to you.

What I find beautiful in this offer of God giving himself to us is that He already gave us everything we wanted through relationship with Him. His plan in the garden started out with the best for us.

In the beginning and the end, the only way to wisdom is to seek that very thing which we so easily discarded for knowledge in the garden: a relationship with God.

Proverbs 9:10 “The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom, and knowledge of the Holy One is understanding.”

You are what you eat.


You are what you eat.

It’s true.

Did you know that flamingos get their vibrant coloring from a diet of pink shrimp?

The idea of consuming grace has me thinking this morning as I contemplate what Thanksgiving Day will mean to those celebrating this week. Turkey, mostly, but also family, feasting, Friday shopping preparation and maybe the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. We play card games at every holiday gathering in my family.

What about not food? We are constantly eating ideas, beliefs and messages from the world while we spit out expectations, lists and opinions. This season in America we are particularly aware of “controversial” global issues, one look at a Facebook feed proves that. Pictures, memes, videos, news, testimonies, advice… What are we taking in this holiday season that needs a second look?

I realized that I waste a lot of time trying to keep up with what comes at me. I take in and chew and digest and process the events and needs and theories and opinions that the people around me throw my direction without pause. I feel like I have to take advantage of every good opportunity. I want to do as much as I can, while I can. I don’t want to miss out. I don’t want to let anyone down. I don’t want to pass up an chance to learn something. But am I really getting anywhere trying to feast on life like a buffet table? Or am I just mixing in a lot of empty carbs?

If you had a table before you adorned with roasted meats, savory casseroles and fresh pies, would you fill up on cold rolls and dry fruit cake because you could? Even if we don’t have to choose between good things in our lives this winter, maybe we should. Do you want to say yes to as much good as possible, go to all the holiday parties and cookie exchanges and school craft bizarres and gift wrapping sessions…or, do you want to say yes to the best?

What if the best is that quiet moment helping your 12 year-old ice some scary looking faces on homemade snowmen cookies? What if choosing the best leads to more memories and laughter over the crazy wrapping job you did on your best friend’s gift?

What if you let go?


When we receive grace we are then grace filled in the way we love others. Have you thought about your capability to accept grace from others for your mistakes? What about giving yourself grace when you aren’t perfect or far from it? How does your ability to receive God’s gift of grace through Christ Jesus look?

How does grace effect you in regards to all that the holidays mean in your life?

As you are making choices and sorting your priorities this year consider what color you are turning.

As you consider what you have to be thankful for and move on to what you and others think you desperately need for Christmas this year, consume grace and let it transform your input and output. Let grace turn you into a flamingo.

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