I had a story I wanted to live. It was a small, selfish story that went something like this: “Rachel was loved by all who knew her, she married a nice Christian man when she was 22, had some children, and died peacefully in her sleep from old age.” Pretty boring, huh? Yeah, God thought so, too.
We need to be aware that there are sexual predators in our churches and organizations. And we need to respond in a way that makes a difference.
The welcome that we believe we are receiving from Christ is the welcome we will extend to others.
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”.
