When we’ve been left astray with life’s disappointments, humility will not demand an apology when we’ve been wronged, but will meekly guide us to forgive in obedience to the economy of love. If we allow Mother Wisdom’s compass to direct us through the path of humility, then we will be taken to new and exciting places we had missed if we continued down the same road of pride and arrogance.
When we take a step of faith, we are not uneducated about the condition of our situation. Our faith comes from practice, not from an arbitrary event.
If wisdom is the vessel to our final destination, then faith is the fuel which ignites our passion for eternity.
As a self-proclaimed foodie, one of my preferred ways to travel is on a large and luxurious cruise ship because we consume all of this “free food.” I mean, who doesn’t love a free frozen treat after a long day spent exploring the hot and humid Caribbean islands? Then there’s the hard-working crew who are often the friendliest and sweetest people you will ever meet. They will make you feel like royalty for every dinner, particularly on those nights we get to wear our formal attire.
I’m not a runner. I always came last in every race. I was once challenged to run ten miles and this verse was my most devoted cheerleader.
“Count it all joy,” she shouted with confidence.
I later came to learn her name was Wisdom.
There are dates in our lifetime we will never be able to re-live or erase as much as we wish and as hard as we pray to God. Today is the second day of Ovarian Cancer Awareness Month, I now live knowing this horrendous disease takes wives from their husbands and mothers from their children with no sense of compassion.
When a loved one is battling cancer, she is not alone. We battle together.
Oh grief, do not consume me. I fear to stop grieving because I simply don’t want to forget her, but at the same time, I’m tired of answering everyone’s questions on how we are doing. You’ve become a slow, calculated, and nagging process; but then you wonder why most choose to skip you. Running away from you was enticing, but choosing you was the most reasonable option. You promise faster healing and relief, while running away from you would have led me bitterly back to you anyway.
If your house burns down today, what will be the one item (or person) you will grab on your way out to safety? Who or/and what fulfills us? Most importantly, are we willing to sacrifice ourselves to ensure someone else’s safety? All these questions have been invading my mind in the last few weeks because what I thought mattered most doesn’t anymore.
How easy would our lives be if we could simply google our own spoilers or fast-forward to the end of our season finale? Even better, what if we had access to our next season before it premiered?
Good ole Peter, wanting to show off in front of his peers after they all witnessed Jesus “moon-walking” on the ocean. At first, their reaction was fear. “Is it a ghost?” But Jesus does what He always does, He reassures us: “Be of good cheer! It is I; do not be afraid.”
Reading these two Psalms remind us no matter how outrageous a prayer request is, God will hear us. He will always answer a prayer, but He will not always grant our request. Still, be heard!
Ally Velsor 