If you had the cure to cancer wouldn’t you share it? You have the cure to death: get out there and share it.

Kirk Cameron

I always think of this when people say “Why don’t you just keep your Christianity to yourself?” That’s the most selfish thing I could do.

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We mature with the damage and experience, not with the years.

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Grace is thoughtful. It considers a back-story, an upbringing, the entire person, and not just a tiny single slice of their life.

Grace brings wholeness to a hasty judgement; it regards my own flaws first, in light of the grace I’ve also been given.

Grace brings what could be instead of what should’ve been. Grace covers my past and empowers my future. It does not condemn nor condone, but convicts and re-creates.

Grace confronts the worst of a person and does not shy away from surgical rebuke: because at our worst, we realize how much we must confront the ugliness inside. But grace restores there, in the wreckage. It is always healing the fractured fallen weary sinner. It is not what we deserve, but what we need: and Jesus saw what we deserved, but gave us what we needed instead. That’s grace. Love unconditional, undeserved, unrelenting.

— J.S.

When you teach a child writing, you hold its hand while it forms the letters: that is, it forms the letters because you are forming them. We love and reason because God loves and reasons and holds our hand while we do it.

C.S. Lewis//Mere Christianity

This book stays with you in a way I can’t explain.

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The Son of God became a man to enable men to become sons of God.

—C.S. Lewis (via heavenisreality)

If Christ had the courage to be forsaken by God, should you not also have the courage to stand for God?

You cannot accept Christ without also accepting the price that comes with Him, because we are now to stand alongside the only One who lived in full pursuit of truth. Christ spoke what is right, He lived it, and He obeyed God even unto death; We must not let those around us affect the way we engage with them, because our God engaged others with love and truth, that means showing grace in all things.

How are you allowing God to shape you? How are you allowing Christ to speak through you? How are you becoming more like Christ?

These are the questions that we must be brave enough to ask ourselves, because if we shy from speaking what is true because we don’t want to lose others in our lives, then we are not actually standing with Christ, we are saying that we are while we hide behind the wall of our own self doubts. Let God tear down those walls, and let Him build you up to be a true child of God, because when we let God do that, we are letting God transform us; that transformation should ultimately make us more like Christ, so that one day, we can stand before Him and He will say to us “Well done, My good and faithful servant.” and we will have made it, into His perfect rest.

—T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via tblaberge)

God has put you on someone else’s heart. And there are all kinds of hearts that are in this world that have been praying for you.

—Todd White (via sonofhislove)

I’ve begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all its own.

Chaim PotokThe Chosen (via feellng)

Meanwhile, where is God? This is one of the most disquieting symptoms. When you are happy, so happy that you have no sense of needing Him, so happy that you are tempted to feel His claims upon you as an interruption, if you remember yourself and turn to Him with gratitude and praise, you will be - or so it feels - welcomed with open arms. But go to Him when your need is desperate, when all other help is vain, and what do you find? A door slammed in your face and a sound of bolting and double-bolting on the inside. After that, silence. You may was well turn away. The longer you wait, the more emphatic the silence will become. There are no lights in the windows. It might be an empty house. Was it ever inhabited? It seemed so once. And that seeming was as strong as this. What can this mean? Why is He so present a commander in our times of prosperity and so very absent a help in time of trouble?

Not that I am (I think) in much danger of ceasing to believe in God. The real danger is of coming to believe such dreadful things about Him. The conclusion I dread is not ‘So there’s no God after all,’ but ‘So this is what God’s really like. Deceive yourself no longer.’

C.S. Lewis - A Grief Observed

It is really comforting to me in times of distress to know that the greatest minds in Theology, the people who you would assume, more than anyone else, had their acts together and their lives figured out, still had major doubts and struggles. They still ran and fought with God many times. And, as seen above, some of those struggles were really serious. Not silly, simple doubts, but real questions and frustrations. I guess its just comforting for me to understand that I’m not alone when I feel that way. Some of the greatest of our kind walked these roads before me. 

Lewis, in the next few chapters of what is one of my all-time favorite books, dealt with and answered all of these struggles. But I haven’t gotten there yet: either in my re-reading or in my life as I am tonight. 

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Sometimes you have to lose the battle to win the war.

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It is a mark of maturity when someone hurts you,
And you try to understand them.

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Spending a week in a classroom of twenty-five unique five-year-olds has been one of the most humbling and yet eye-opening experiences I have ever had. I’ve been trying to think about what was going through Jesus’ mind and what was happening in His heart when he said, “I tell you the truth, unless you turn from your sins and become like little children, you will never get into the Kingdom of Heaven” (Matthew 18:3). And I realised that there’s a reason for why Jesus chose to uphold little children as models, to remind us of things we have forgotten.

Above all the heart-melting occurrences I observed amongst my students, one thing that I came to notice was that these students are absolutely unashamed.

Granted, they still have so much to learn, like being patient and waiting for their turn, sharing limited resources with one another, forgiving another person for accidentally bumping their head, reconciling with one another, ignoring other kids who pull faces at them, and so much more. 

But they come to me and tell me practically everything; their favourite things, their life at home, their tummy-aches, their tiredness. They bring me all their problems which, to them, are a matter of utmost urgency; but to me, despite knowing how small their problems are, I need to bring myself down to their level to communicate and attempt to disentangle their frustration in a way that they can understand. I’ve been trying to find ways to address complaints such as “So-and-so stuck his tongue out at me!” and “So-and-so is being mean to me!” (any ideas would be appreciated) and I realise that even though these momentary conflicts surface, they never hold a grudge against one another. They forget about their problems as soon as they surface. They unashamedly ask me to play I-Spy with them again and again on the bus back from swimming without growing weary. They want to hold my hand. They bring books to me and ask me to read to them, and eventually a large crowd gathers around me together to hear me read. They show me their work proudly and look up expecting to hear my opinion on their work. They insistently want to be my partner when we’re lining up to transition to another venue. Despite their behaviour throughout the day, both acceptable or not, they never shy away from drawing close to me.

I think we can connect the dots here and ask ourselves: What does our relationship with God honestly look like, and can we be humble enough to evaluate it in light of what Jesus was looking for? Have we built up walls out of some socialised perception that God doesn’t want to hear everything we have to say, just because some grown-ups or peers have perpetually shut us down or deemed our opinions ‘silly’?

This week I’ve come to experience that freedom in simply pouring out my heart to God, with all of the concerns that I’ve hidden away and accumulated over time. I would have thought before that they were silly little concerns that no one needed to hear, but I realise that God is more than eager to listen to every detail we have to share. He is 100% present. Nothing we have to say to God is insignificant in His eyes.

How incredible He is. 

Why is it that it is often easier for us to confess our sins to God than to a brother? God is holy and sinless, He is a just judge of evil and the enemy of all disobedience. But a brother is sinful as we are. He knows from his own experience the dark night of secret sin. Why should we not find it easier to go to a brother than to the holy God? But if we do, we must ask ourselves whether we have not often been deceiving ourselves with our confession of sin to God, whether we have not rather been confessing our sins to ourselves and also granting ourselves absolution…Who can give us the certainty that, in the confession and the forgiveness of our sins, we are not dealing with ourselves but with the living God? God gives us this certainty through our brother. Our brother breaks the circle of self-deception. A man who confesses his sins in the presence of a brother knows that he is no longer alone with himself; he experiences the presence of God in the reality of the other person.

—Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Life Together: The Classic Exploration of Faith in Community (via breanna-lynn)


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