What’s my mission? What’s my vision? What’s my goal?
Presence - not presents - is the true gift of Christmas.
What if, instead of being jealous of all the babies, wedding, engagements, relationships, etc. surrounding me, I saw them as signs of hope?
Jesus wasn't excepting nor wanting me to be perfect in the way I thought of perfect. My version of perfection is a pedestal, a level that no one can reach where their body is impeccable, their academic record is flawless, and their personal life is unblemished. But Jesus Himself was battered and bruised, considered stupid by the religious leaders of the day, and had drama in His personal life.
I don't feel like I have enough as it is, so how the heck am I supposed to tithe?
We all need a savior, but few of us are willing to really admit our need for him.
Olympic story after story after story tells us the importance of each practice, each race, each match, each sacrifice to get each Olympian to their competition! And the same is true of our spiritual life.