Well, this last two weeks went by so quickly and I didn't get to blog about the verse I have been working on. I have just finished working on 1 Peter 4:8-10 (see previous post), and am now working on a verse we girls are doing together in bible study. Mark 10:43b-45. It goes like this:
"But whoever would be great among you must be your servant, and whoever would be first among you must be slave of all. For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many." (ESV)
May you be challenged this week to look at your co-workers and family in this way, and serve them. Find ways to put them first: humble yourself to bless them in Christ's name!!
Monday, February 22, 2010
4G
"Grace, Grace. God's Grace.
Gace that will pardon and cleanse within.
Grace, grace, God’s grace,
Grace that is greater than all our sin."
Not sure what else to say after that.
God loves me. God loves ME! Have you thought about that today? He loves you as His child, and will never leave you no matter how far away you run, and how hard you try to make Him give up on you. He won't. That's grace.
When I find myself getting giddy for no reason as I walk down the hall at work, and burst out in my best faux-British accent as I talk to myslef as if I were someone else: I have to smile because
I know that the only One who hears me is My Savior. He created me with all quirks, and maybe even smiles when I crack I myself up. That's Amazing.
The people God has placed in my life blow me away at times with their gifts, humility, friendship, marriages, and hearts of service. So many of them truly live out what God's Word says in 1 Peter 4:8-10 "Above all, keep loving one another earnestly, since love covers a multitude of sins. Show hospitality to one another without grumbling. As each has received a gift, use it to serve one another, as good stewards of God's varied grace." That's Blessed.
"Marvelous grace of our loving Lord,
Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt!
Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured,
There where the blood of the Lamb was spilled. "
Gace that will pardon and cleanse within.
Grace, grace, God’s grace,
Grace that is greater than all our sin."
Not sure what else to say after that.
God loves me. God loves ME! Have you thought about that today? He loves you as His child, and will never leave you no matter how far away you run, and how hard you try to make Him give up on you. He won't. That's grace.
When I find myself getting giddy for no reason as I walk down the hall at work, and burst out in my best faux-British accent as I talk to myslef as if I were someone else: I have to smile because
I know that the only One who hears me is My Savior. He created me with all quirks, and maybe even smiles when I crack I myself up. That's Amazing.
The people God has placed in my life blow me away at times with their gifts, humility, friendship, marriages, and hearts of service. So many of them truly live out what God's Word says in 1 Peter 4:8-10 "Above all, keep loving one another earnestly, since love covers a multitude of sins. Show hospitality to one another without grumbling. As each has received a gift, use it to serve one another, as good stewards of God's varied grace." That's Blessed.
"Marvelous grace of our loving Lord,
Grace that exceeds our sin and our guilt!
Yonder on Calvary’s mount outpoured,
There where the blood of the Lamb was spilled. "
Saturday, February 20, 2010
"Oh yes I did!"
That's right. I did it. Something I never thought I would do. Maybe I will regret it, maybe I won't. It's too early to tell. Probably what I need is a picture taken. Then when I have had a couple of weeks to sleep on it I can look back and see what I did.
Likely I will laugh and say, "that's not so bad!" But the next time I try to do it, it just won't be the same.
I wore my favorite jeans with a dress!!! Ahh, there! I said it.
Not a formal wear to church on Sunday type dress, but an above the knee, cotton shirt-like dress. Pink.
You might not think that's a big deal, but let me explain. I have often wondered about it, and never been sure I'd seen it successfully pulled off. On the other hand I could definitely imagine it on a mannequin at New York and Co. or Forever 21, but at the same time, not everything you find on a mannequin should actually be worn in public.
In the corner of my mind I could also imagine someone thinking I was pregnant becuase of the "big shirt" effect: not cool. "But I don't look pregnant, do I?" (I'm not either, just in case that thought is crossing your mind right now. This mental rant is a normal occurance in my very UN-pregnant, female brain).
So, I finally decided I that since I wanted to wear something cute and create a new outfit from clothes already in my closet, I would hopefully be able to pull of the confident, trend-fashion gait as I left my apartment in a style I couldn't have imagined myself wearing 6 months ago.
And here I am. Sitting at Panera, enjoying this blog confession while simultaneously feeling "I did okay" and being grateful that I don't have a camera (and that I'm alone. :)
My wardrobe affirmation: As I walked into Panera, a lady walked out wearing (you guessed it) a long dress like shirt. The only problem...she was carrying a baby in her arms.
Likely I will laugh and say, "that's not so bad!" But the next time I try to do it, it just won't be the same.
I wore my favorite jeans with a dress!!! Ahh, there! I said it.
Not a formal wear to church on Sunday type dress, but an above the knee, cotton shirt-like dress. Pink.
You might not think that's a big deal, but let me explain. I have often wondered about it, and never been sure I'd seen it successfully pulled off. On the other hand I could definitely imagine it on a mannequin at New York and Co. or Forever 21, but at the same time, not everything you find on a mannequin should actually be worn in public.
In the corner of my mind I could also imagine someone thinking I was pregnant becuase of the "big shirt" effect: not cool. "But I don't look pregnant, do I?" (I'm not either, just in case that thought is crossing your mind right now. This mental rant is a normal occurance in my very UN-pregnant, female brain).
So, I finally decided I that since I wanted to wear something cute and create a new outfit from clothes already in my closet, I would hopefully be able to pull of the confident, trend-fashion gait as I left my apartment in a style I couldn't have imagined myself wearing 6 months ago.
And here I am. Sitting at Panera, enjoying this blog confession while simultaneously feeling "I did okay" and being grateful that I don't have a camera (and that I'm alone. :)
My wardrobe affirmation: As I walked into Panera, a lady walked out wearing (you guessed it) a long dress like shirt. The only problem...she was carrying a baby in her arms.
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