Sometimes we get so caught up in the deity of Christ, we forget about the humanity of Christ--the side of Him committed to His friendships and relationships.
When Jesus sent his Apostles out to minister, he gave them direction about the people they were to look for.
In the ten years my parents have lived in the south, there has only been one time when they’ve evacuated and headed back north in preparation for a storm–and I’m convinced they only left then because they didn’t know any better and weren’t seasoned Floridians yet.
Last week when God kept nudging me to write about gratitude, I couldn’t shake the fact that gratitude needs to be more than something we practice on Thanksgiving–if we even pause our eating long enough to be thankful! I couldn’t help but think that our lives would look so much different if we started each day with five minutes of gratitude–that maybe instead of sitting down to watch the news or scroll through social media, we should sit with God for a few minutes and acknowledge what we’re grateful for, even if it’s just one thing. But, then I kept coming back to the parts of our lives that are trainwrecks–the parts that force us to think about the “worst-case scenarios” and what might happen in those, the chaotic parts, the parts that keep us teetering on the edge hoping we can find a way to hang on.