Prejudging someone else’s relationship with the LORD causes us to act in fearful ways.
Allow me the chance everyday to restart.
I thank you Lord, because You’re becoming more and more real to me.
My brother, Buddy, bought a run-down, abandoned house in the city. Buddy is not a carpenter, but the house needed major repairs to make it enjoyable to live in. Our nephew, Dewayne, is a carpenter and agreed to fix-up the house.
“Why did you stop writing,” she asked? “The book is about my life and adventures,” and he hadn’t finished living yet. He was looking for a Bride for the next chapter of his life!”
Leah helps us realize that most of what we call love, and our search for it, is really a desperate expedition for evidence that we are valuable enough to be loved in the first place. We want to feel like our life is worth something to someone. We are desperate to be known not just as a body but as a soul. We want to be vulnerable and in that vulnerability to be accepted. We want to be loved unconditionally.
May this month of love inspire us to grow deeper in our understanding of one another.
As he was speaking, it dawned on him again what a remarkable lady his grandmother had been. She had been denied the opportunity to obtain formal schooling beyond the sixth grade due to the fact that she was Colored. She might not have possessed a lot of “book sense”, but she had been blessed with an over abundance of common sense. She had been well endowed with rare wisdom, indisputable knowledge, and possessed an unwavering faith. You could say she was “Solomon’s Child.”
There are things that we don’t want to happen, but have to accept; things we don’t want to know but have to learn; and people we can’t live without, but have to let go.
Will you stop running? Will you hide in my everlasting, relentless love? I will be waiting. Love, Your Heavenly Father.”