in the story of your life, He is the Author, Narrator, and the Main Character.
your story should be about Him.
I MAY BE WEAK-
i am weak. i crumble, i fall, i crash to the earth and break to pieces. i’m crushed under the burdens of this world. i am FRAIL! i’m a tree in a hurricane, bending and breaking.
BUT YOUR SPIRIT’S STRONG IN ME!
but You make me strong! i outlast, i am lifted, i walk tall with my hands to the sky, in awe of your power! i overcome the obstacles of this life with AMAZING PERSEVERANCE!
MY FLESH MAY FAIL-
i face death in the eyes. i am point-blank with lifelessness, and non-existance. to die, to be finished.
BUT, MY GOD, YOU NEVER WILL!
but You give me LIFE! You give me second chances, and You raise me to perfection to be seated beside You in Your kingdom! BECAUSE OF YOU, THERE IS NO DEATH!
each day is a new challenge, a new joy, a new disappointment, a new rush, a new chance. but You will forever be constant. life is ever-changing, but Your love is never-ending.
"list and keep track of the money you spend on yourself for one week, then use that money to bless or give back to someone else."
My co-worker is an older mother whose life has by no means been easy. She’s endured more heartache, tragedy, and trial than most do, and the physical and emotional toll has left her at times very bitter, impatient, and negative. She questions why God would put her through such things, and feels like giving up.
She and her family have been on my heart since we began working together, and finally I found a way to offer her some seasonal joy.
It’s known throughout the daycare that she has a very extensive collection of nutcrackers. She would usually ask for one at the company gift exchange during Christmas. However, this year, the exchange has been cancelled.
She told me how completely bummed she was because the exchange was usually the only Christmas present she got, and how there was one particular nutcracker from Target she wanted this year.
So last night I got it.
Today as the kids go together for afternoon snack, I told them this.
“guess who I talked to last night, friends! I talked to Santa Claus!”
They were intrigued as anything, so I continued.
“you know what he told me? He told me to give his present to Miss Melanie.”
I pointed to the wrapped box in he closet.
Looking utterly confused, she got the box and asked what this was.
“do you guys want her to open it?”
Unanimous “yeah!”s all around.
So she opened it and freaked out. She loved the nutcracker and was so surprised. She didn’t stop talking about it for a good 10 minutes, and even ran to show our boss lolol.
The life that found its way back to her eyes was amazing, and I realized why God had put her on my heart. It was wonderful to have Him work through me. I’d do it a million times over :)