We end up acting like Dobby, tearing apart everything we say and do to see the sin in it, and then beating ourselves over the head when we find it.
Control doesn’t allow for God to be God, but steps up and says, “I will be Sovereign”.
We glorified sexual purity outside of marriage and marital sex within marriage so much that it became our identity.
Less has been accomplished by the flash of shooting stars than the steady glow of lowly candles.
Christ was sufficient in my singleness and He is sufficient in my marriage.
Jesus is better than silly rules about how to avoid “giving your heart away”. Jesus is better than dating, or coffee with friends, or marriage and kids.
I’ve been pretty quiet on this blog for the past several years…