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Seen – Part 4: Always
Before you were born, I knew you. I made all of you and knit you together in your mother’s womb (Psalm 139:13). I know the number of hairs on your head (Luke 12:7). I know all of this, because I created human beings in my image (Genesis 1:27). I know when you sit down or stand up. I know your thoughts no matter how far away you are. I see you when you travel and when you are at home. I know everything you do. I know what you are going to say before you say it (Psalm 139:2-4). I know so much about you. When you feel weak, I…
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It Is All Yours
Open your eyes. I am here, right with you through it all. I came into this world just like you did. I paid the ultimate price. But you question me. Do you not trust me? How can that be? Every moment has been planned by me. My grace covers your sin. You have all of these questions. I gave you all of this free will. I can’t explain it to you, but yes, I do question. I don’t always understand who I am. Through your lens I can see a bit of who I am. I am who you say I am. In you, I am made new. You have…
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Safe in the Drawer
In the morning I wake up and I look at myself in the mirror. I see my incredible green eyes. These eyes let me see who I am. I see myself in the mirror everyday that I forget that my eyes have little freckles. I was reminded today by a co-worker that I have these neat little freckles in my eyes. How unique are my eyes? But I forget that I have this feature. It is just a part of who I am. I am reminded often of this song by Hillsong Worship called Who You Say I am. In my head the words “I am who You say I…
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Open Door
How is it that you reach out into so many people’s lives knowing exactly what they need to pursue a life with you? My walk towards you wasn’t straight and definitely not perfect. It started out with a prayer asking for you to save my uncle from his cancer. He didn’t make it and I was pretty angry. I didn’t understand how this man I had just gotten to know could be taken away from me so quickly. I didn’t know that I had opened up a door in my heart for you. The door was a smidge open. Occasionally the door would open a bit more as I saw…
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Baptism: Freed From My Fears
My hands are shaking. My heart is beating faster. My thoughts are racing a million miles a minute. I search for you, but I can’t find you in this place of darkness and utter confusion. Where are you Lord! I need you now, in this place, in this moment. How at this moment of my greatest need is it that I can’t find you. Do you even care that I am drowning? Does my problem even matter enough for you to reach out your hand to grab mine to say that it will be okay? What more do you need from me to just tell me that you care? I…