When was the last time you felt really outraged?
Maybe it was the guy who cut you off on the highway and nearly caused an accident. It's not just anger over your injustice, but it's concern for all the other people on the road he obviously doesn't care about.
Maybe it's images of ridiculous talking heads discussing whether Christians ought to be held accountable for the mass shooting in Orlando. It's not like you don't think God can be in control in that situation -- of course He is, but you're righteously angry over the offense to His name. Of course you are.
I can't do the dad tribute thing because I neither miss my dad in the traditional way (I miss the time lost that I could have had to try to reach out to him about his spiritual lostness) nor is my love that of a hero-worshiping, daddy-adoring daughter (being instead simply a love for someone who chose to be only peripherally involved in my life).
But I can be thankful that history hasn't repeated itself for my children . . . far from it, in fact.
How do we measure faith?
Jesus compares faith to a mustard seed (Luke 17:6), urging the disciples to see that this gift of faith comes with power to turn nature against itself -- as is evidenced by its work in the hearts of true believers who go from death to life, and darkness to light.
But how do I measure that faith in my life? What of the wide variations of faith deposits in the lives of other believers? Is it always disregard or neglect that keeps a disciple crushed under doubt and little faith?
J.C. Ryle and John Bunyan bring us thoughts on doubt and weak faith, which underscore the mercy of a gracious Savior who elects without regard for effort or merit or accomplishment.
Laura Miller aka mrsdkmiller
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When God Pries My Fingers Off My Children
Life's Defining Moments
To the Christian Wife Who Berated Her Husband in Front of My Daughter
Zeal and Grace in France
An Unconventional Love Story
Seeing What's in Front of Our Eyes
Remembering Why I Called You Hannah
Love Your Sister.
Because He Came Home
Go Valiantly! A Prayer for New Homeschooling Moms
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