To know something does not mean you know it all. I pride myself in knowing nothing other than by the grace of God I see, share, and prayerfully desire to show kindness. I fail. I seek forgiveness, and I dust myself off and try again. The beauty we find in the bloom should be our focus.
There are some people...
We should not go there. It doesn't matter what anyone else does or doesn't do. What we control is ourselves, not others. Be the one that is willing to change the one we can! We need to work on that one thing, ourselves, with the One that will change us for the better.
There are those who know a lot. I admire that. It isn't me, will never be me, and I'm okay with me being the best me I can be! When we trust God to drive our day, he blesses.
There is not much I know. I do know my Savior. I do know my story. To know me is to know that my journey with Jesus runs deep and wide.
Seven, 7 the number reminds me of half a cross. Seven is the age I was when I asked Jesus into my life, to be my Savior. The only thing was, all said and done; I only gave him part of me. I didn’t realize it at the time. I knew I wanted to go to heaven when I died and I wanted to be forgiven for all my wrongs. God showed me that he wanted more from my life. Between my junior and senior years in high school, our church youth choir went on tour to the northwest. One evening during a performance God showed me that my age seven decision needed to be an age 16 commitment to complete the giving of myself to him who died on the cross for me. He revealed in evidential ways his ministry of servanthood through the Holy Spirit alive within me. Each day I am in awe of the opportunities for growth. Growth for me as well as others that he places in my life as I am sensitive to his desires for my life.
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