4th Sunday of Advent
God of love, may everything I do become an expression of your love. Amen.
~ Beth A. Richardson, The Uncluttered Heart
God of joy, may I dream dreams and share tales of hope as I enter into this third week of Advent. I praise your mighty name. Amen.
~ Beth A Richardson, The Uncluttered Heart
God of Advent, walk ahead of me, helping me keep sight of your vision of peace. May I hold peace in my heart and pray for peace in our broken world. Amen.
~ Beth A. Richardson, The Uncluttered Heart
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God of Advent, kindle within me the flame of hope. As I walk through this day, may that hope remind me of your promise that something good is coming. Amen. ~ Beth A. Richardson, The Uncluttered Heart
How easily we can forget how precious life is! So long as we can remember, we've just been here, being alive. Unlike other things for which we have a comparison--black to white, day to night, good to bad--we are so immersed in life that we can see it only in the context of itself. We don't see life as compared to anything, to not-being, for example, to never having been born. Life just is.
But life itself is a gift. It's a compliment just being born: to feel, breathe, think, play, dance, sing, work, make love, for this particular lifetime.
Today, let's give thanks for life. For life itself! For simply being born!
~Daphne Rose Kingma
Gratitude is heaven itself.
~ William Blake
So you see, imagination needs moodling - long, inefficient, happy idling, dawdling and puttering. --Brenda Ueland
"Satisfaction is the paralysis of the church. While relentless grace works to take us further, we are all too satisfied just where we are." ~Paul Tripp, Twitter Post
To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.
I'm grateful today for awesome kids, both at home and at church. Sometimes it is so easy to be cynical about teenagers (or maybe we are just embarrassed remembering our own teenage attitudes), but I have really enjoyed time yesterday and today with these guys. Our youth group hosted fellowship today, brought yummy treats and were just plain pleasant to be around. Tonight: we go to the Haunted House, somewhere I would not have gone on my own. My thanks for this fellowship!Thou that hast given so much to me,Give one thing more, a grateful heart.Not thankful when it pleaseth me,As if they blessings had spare days;But such a heart, whose pulse may be thy praise.~ George Herbert