Beautiful

Sometimes we feel high on life, close to God, spiritually strong, and then suddenly- our supply of joy runs out. We may be the ones responsible to provide that joy to others or we may be the ones who receive it, but when that joy runs dry, it's deflating. What now? Feelings of guilt may come, feelings of hopelessness...was our original joy even real? How can we get it back? And then we remember Jesus. And when we ask Him to help, He takes plain old ordinary moments of life and turns them into the elixer of rejoicing. He can make water into wine. I don't know how He does it, but He has done it before. It was His first miracle, taking the ordinary and turning it into the rare and significant. Jesus fills needs, don't you forget

If you and another person agree on absolutely EVERYTHING, at some point you will disagree on absolutely EVERYTHING, because one of you was lying. 

On my knees, my head in my hands, crying out to God at the picture in my mind. Three hands - two holding a hammer and a wickedly long spike, poised to pound it down into the flesh of the other hand, which is gracefully, meekly, unresistingly laying on a rough log, allowing itself to be destroyed. "Why would You do that!? You could have stopped them. You could have moved Your hand. You could have spoken; You could have said no." I did this for you.  "Oh God, no. I don't deserve it. You know what I've done, the person I've become, the evil in my heart. I don't deserve this." No, I think you do. I think you deserve it.   The earnestness in His voice halts my protests. This is the only way I can save you. And I WANT to save you.  You are worth it to Me because of how precious you are.  Please, let Me do this for you.  It's the only way.  I can't even speak, but my heart barely manages to whisper, "Ok." And as I k...