When We Do the Very Thing We Hate
When God shows me my sin, I don’t feel like a failure. Instead, I hear Him say, “My mercy and power are here for you.”
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When God shows me my sin, I don’t feel like a failure. Instead, I hear Him say, “My mercy and power are here for you.”
Continue reading →Thankfully, our heavenly Father knows us. He understands our pain. He sympathizes with our failures. When we allow Him to enter our dysfunction, we experience what it’s like to be whole. We discover the person we are in Him – because of Him.
Continue reading →What might our marriage look like by the end of 2025 if we keep nitpicking and overreacting to every flaw? Could our relationship become so strained that no resolution could repair the damage? Heaven forbid.
Continue reading →Consider how wretched our lives would be – how wretched our very self would be – if we couldn’t go to our heavenly Father when we feel like a failure and are at our weakest. Think how long our sleepless nights would be if God withheld His loving presence when we desperately needed to experience His nearness.
Continue reading →What would happen if we saw our parents as people who suffered their own hurts and their own unmet needs? Our parents probably have already beaten themselves up and wished they’d been a whole lot closer to perfect.
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