Stop putting God in a box. He will continue to break past your boundaries, your insecurities, your fears. He will spread His arms so wide, that they will cover the entire world. He’s not meant to be limited, He’s not meant to stay inside the lines. He is wild.
REQUESTS GRANTED ♥ As requests were received this week.
Revelation 2:10 was requested twice by different people while the rest were requested once. Thanks for sending them in and for being God’s way of leading me to such encouragements from the Word again. God bless you!
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I’ll be taking photographs again soon for more Scripture in Pictures that will be, once more, totally by yours truly :) For now I hope these help.
If you think you’re worthless, stop scrolling right now and read.
I’m writing this for a specific mutual, but it isn’t only true for one person, so read on.
You know those inspirational posts you see people reblog every day?
Stuff about people all throughout history who failed and went bankrupt and were depressed and were told they weren’t good enough - and yet somehow they rose above it and defied all those notions to become heroes and legends and history makers and culture movers. And the post always ends with “so don’t be hard on yourself when you mess up” and it’s all nice and sweet and pretty. Maybe you scroll past them. Maybe you hardly ever see them on your dash at all.
Maybe you’re among those who reblogs these posts.
But maybe every time you hit the reblog or the like button, your brain is whispering “this isn’t about you” and “yes people can do amazing things, but not you” and “ah yes amazing stories, too bad it will never happen to you” and you listen to these whisperings and you laugh and shake your head…
Because you know exactly where you stand: worthless. irredeemable. a loser. a lost cause.
Listen to me.
As your friend.
As a stranger who doesn’t know you. Who doesn’t have to know you, or your failings, or your depression, or your anxiety, or your embarrassments, or your deepest darkest most heinous crimes.
Look up. Look around you. Open. Your. Eyes. Are they open? Good. Keep them open. Don’t ever close them again. See the world. See you: a human being, valid, flawed, journeying, changing, growing, scraping, failing, rising, a masterpiece that will never be made again.
You are beautiful. You who think you are overweight and lazy. You are beautiful. You who think you are stupid and uneducated. You are beautiful. You who think you are a loser, and amount to nothing. You are beautiful. You who bleed and ache and never rest. You are beautiful.
You have worth.
Want to know a secret? If you wake up in the morning and tell yourself you’re not going to amount to anything that day, then you aren’t going to. If you go to bed at night thinking nothing will change tomorrow, then you are going to change nothing.
Because you’ve resigned yourself to that lie. And it is a lie, friend. A straight-out, soul-condemning, out-of-the-pit, self-deprecating, self-pitying lie. A lie you don’t have to believe. A lie you should not believe.
If you stand in the corner and bow your head and stare at the ground, you’ve already lost the battle without fighting. This is a surrender in which there is no honor, and in it there is no hope.
Life isn’t easy, friend. Life isn’t fair. It’s hard. And getting things done is hard. Some days, just getting up out of bed is hard. Just breathing. Just doing homework. Just going to work. Just trying to keep the dishes and trash from overflowing.
But we do it anyway.
Why? Because there’s life to live. There are choices to be made. Jokes to laugh at. Awkward conversations to be had. Art to mess up and start over on. Jobs to work. Pizza to be eaten.
We do it anyway.
So guess what?
You do it anyway too.
Why? Because of this:
You are special.
Right now, this second, turn off the voice that hears these Disney-fied words and scoffs and ignores them. Listen.
There is not a human being who has ever lived or ever will live on this planet that is not important, that is not here for a reason. No life is worthless, and most certainly not yours. My God doesn’t make worthless things, and he doesn’t make mistakes. There are no extra pieces in this universe, no spare parts. He made you. And he made you for a purpose, and that purpose is not to sit in your room, afraid to try, afraid to love, afraid to hope, afraid to climb and fall and hurt and get back up again.
Want to know another secret? You aren’t alone. Every single human being in the history of everything has struggled with feeling worthless at some point in their life. Every single one. That is not a lie. Your feelings of worthlessness are not what is special about you. You are what is special about you. The God who created you is what is special about you.
No matter what you’re going through, no matter what you’ve done, no matter what you have failed to do, someone else has gone through worse. Sometimes, a lot worse.
Oh, now you feel invalidated. “Why can’t I just believe in myself? Other people have it worse, I shouldn’t complain, I should just try harder, but I know trying harder isn’t going to help, so what’s the point.”
Stop that too.
Stop it dead in its tracks.
Kill that thought. Every day. Every morning. Every minute it shows its ugly lying face. Kill it and put it to rest. Stack headstones on top of it and move away, far far way, friend.
Don’t tell me I don’t know what I’m talking about. I don’t know where you’ve been, but you don’t know where I’ve been either. Don’t ignore hope because you think it’s for other people. Don’t keep yourself from making an effort, and pushing yourself forward. Bury the lie. You have worth. You are loved. You are important. God does not make worthless things.
One of my favorite lyrics says “How does it end when the war that you’re in is just you against you against you? You’ve got to learn to love, learn to love your enemies too.”
Learn to love.
Start learning to see you the way God sees you.
See you the way I see you.
Just at the very beginning.
Every single day you wake up is a brand new start.
A bright new chance. Every. Single. One. You will never stop getting chances for as long as you are here, so why dismiss them? Isn’t that the most beautiful thing there is? You get to keep trying. Every single day. You have the gift to go again, try again, start again, live again, breathe again, hope again.
Guess what. When the morning is wasted, the afternoon is still there. When the afternoon is wasted, the evening is still there. When the evening is wasted, the night is still there. And then morning comes again.
So the next time you see a motivational post, an inspiring reblog, a story about how someone overcame something horrible, and turned it into something amazing, look long and hard and take courage, find hope in that. Stop dismissing it as being from a universe you have no part in. Stop putting yourself to that measuring stick and turning away because you’re not there yet.
You’re looking at the end result. At some point, they were standing in your shoes. They couldn’t see the end. They couldn’t see what they might or might not amount to. They had no idea, just like you now. Just exactly like you.
Hope, my friend. Every time you start to think “I can/will never” do this or that or amount to anything or accomplish anything… Hope. Stop those thoughts immediately. Kill them. Bury them. Never stop burying them. They are lies and you are better than them.
Drive them out. Open your eyes. Look around. Pick yourself up. Brush away the tears. “I will try. My God doesn’t make worthless things, so I am not worthless. My God does not create without meaning, so I have meaning. I am here for a reason. Today I will live to find out what that reason is for today. And tomorrow I will hope again.”
Life is hard, my friend. Stop beating yourself up. You are worth more and capable of more than you can ever imagine or hope or dream. Don’t let your past or present failures stop you or beat you down. Keep going, keep hoping, keep killing the lies.
You are bigger than them, you go beyond them. And God is greater, and he
knows your heart. Trust him. Wake up. Open your eyes. Move forward. Keep your eyes open.
“You’ve got all that emotion that’s heaving like an ocean And you’re drowning in a deep, dark well I can hear it in your voice that if you only had a choice You would rather be anyone else
I love you just the way that you are I love the way He made your precious heart
Be kind to yourself Be kind to yourself
I know it’s hard to hear it when that anger in your spirit Is pointed like an arrow at your chest When the voices in your mind are anything but kind And you can’t believe your Father knows best
I love you just the way that you are I love the way He’s shaping your heart
Be kind to yourself Be kind to yourself
Well how does it end when the war that you’re in Is just you against you against you Gotta learn to love, learn to love Learn to love your enemies too
You can’t expect to be perfect It’s a fight you’ve gotta forfeit You belong to me whatever you do So lay down your weapon, darling Take a deep breath and believe that I love you
Be kind to yourself Be kind to yourself Be kind to yourself
Gotta learn to love, learn to love Learn to love your enemies Gotta learn to love, learn to love Learn to love your enemies too
Anonymous: I've been dating this guy for a while that I met on a Christian dating site. On his profile he said that he didn't want to date someone who was married before and I was married once. He wrote that he wanted "our first marriage to be our last marriage." I don't plan on ever telling until after he proposes to me, if that ever happens. How can I get him to see that being divorced shouldn't be something that would exclude me as a potential wife for him?
Anonymous: I’ve been dating this guy for a while that I met on a Christian dating site. On his profile he said that he didn’t want to date someone who was married before and I was married once. He wrote that he wanted “our first marriage to be our last marriage.” I don’t plan on ever telling until after he proposes to me, if that ever happens. How can I get him to see that being divorced shouldn’t be something that would exclude me as a potential wife for him?
Thank you for being open to share this. I hope you consider…
It’s deceitful to not tell him the important details about you esp. when you know he has concerns against some of them. It’s a lie to keep things hidden for your agenda of being engaged while he remains uninformed over something that you know matters to him. It’s manipulation to keep things in the dark while maintaining a “Christian relationship” and trying to change a person’s mind. Healthy relationships - whether Christian or not - do not operate on hidden details based on a one-sided agenda. It’s no longer Christ-centered and grace-surrendered when we do things our way for our benefit esp. when deceit is in the strategy. Sin gets in the way and sin doesn’t work for us. Sin is the very reason the LORD Jesus had to redeem us and enable us for what is best ♥
Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, dwell on these things. - Philippians 4:8 NASB
Dear sister, please seek the advice of the female mentors within your church so that you would be given more enlightenment on this. It will certainly help to have the advice of seasoned, married women under God’s grace :) Divorce is a serious concern not just for men and we cannot just say people have to embrace this. There is God’s work in marriage that people value.
I’ll be keeping you in prayers, dear sister. God bless you!
A Tumblr user asked: Is it ever too late to return to God?
However we mean by the words “return to God,” I believe that it is always the same grace that meets our surrender: Christ Jesus.
Through history from the Bible accounts to present day, we can see that the LORD Jesus continues to redeem lives from any age and from any past. What matters more than our worry is where we will put our faith. The object of faith is where we dedicate our commitment, seeking, and fulfillment. The object of our faith can break us or make us in this life and “the next.”
I remember one of the pastors I learn from mentioned that we can never boast that it’s not too late for us that we may sin more before taking life seriously BUT he also said that IT IS ALSO TRUTH that as long as we have breath, God is providing for us moments and days to put our faith in Christ Jesus.
Surely our griefs He Himself bore, And our sorrows He carried; Yet we ourselves esteemed Him stricken, Smitten of God, and afflicted. But He was pierced through for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; The chastening for our well-being fell upon Him, And by His scourging we are healed. All of us like sheep have gone astray, Each of us has turned to his own way; But the Lord has caused the iniquity of us all To fall on Him. (Isaiah 53:4-6)
He saved us, not on the basis of deeds which we have done in righteousness, but according to His mercy, by the washing of regeneration and renewing by the Holy Spirit, whom He poured out upon us richly through Jesus Christ our Savior, so that being justified by His grace we would be made heirs according to the hope of eternal life. (Titus 3:5-7)
God made the first move – He loved us first. Our turn to respond :)
Think of every fairy-tale villainess you’ve ever heard of. Think of the wicked witches, the evil queens, the mad enchantresses. Think of the alluring sirens, the hungry ogresses, the savage she-beasts. Think of them and remember that somewhere, sometime, they’ve all been real - Jim Butcher
Please read the request carefully then pray for the family and the little one as the Spirit leads. Surely God is in control and His great love secures those who put their trust in Christ Jesus.
*hugs from one mom to another*
For You formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother’s womb. I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; wonderful are Your works, and my soul knows it very well. (Psalm 139:13-14 NASB)