400 years. That’s how long the Israelites waited for God to deliver them from slavery. But after they left Egypt, God didn’t take them directly to Canaan. Instead, they camped at the base of a mountain while God instructed Moses.
My daughter, there is one thing I need to tell you. You need not strive. Working hard is good. Serving Me, with your life, with your heart, thinking of others more than yourself, is good.
My daughter, I see you. I know where you’ve been. I know where you’re going. I know you are grown, and that you are afraid and you still feel a little girl inside. Do you know I call you to be free? Do you know it breaks my heart to see you in such pain?
here will be times in your life when things go well. There may also be times when things go badly. But there is one thing you can always celebrate. Jesus died and rose again for you.
It’s a new year. There is a clean slate in front of you and endless possibilities. A year from now, when you look back on these next several months, what do you want to see? Do you want to see that you made a difference in this world and in God’s Kingdom?
Every year, we’re inundated with the latest get-fit-quick fads and tips to become a “new you” in the New Year. It can be exhausting trying to reinvent ourselves every January to keep up with who the world thinks we should be. Our striving and struggling rarely results in acceptance or fulfillment. Instead, people assign new labels to us that only make us question our identity more.
The beginning of the year is the perfect time to pause and reflect—not only to recognize all the reasons we have to be grateful, but also to heal and grow in the year ahead.
New year, new me, right?! With each new year comes a new chance for a fresh start. But how do we not let this be just another year with failed resolutions? This plan really spoke to me on how to make that happen with a fresh perspective on navigating walking into this new year. It […]
I remember so well praying for a baby called Craig. I had been asked to visit a woman in the Brompton Hospital. Vivienne had three children and was pregnant with a fourth. Her third child, who was eighteen months old.
Pippa and I met Ah Yin when we visited Jackie Pullinger in Hong Kong. He had become a drug addict as a teenager. His father was an addict. He was brought up in the notorious Walled City. He joined a gang at the age of eleven. They ate, stole, fought and took heroin together. At […]