Matthew 6:25-34

Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment? Behold the fowls of the air, for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns, yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they? Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature? And why take ye thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin, and yet I say unto you, that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is cast into the oven, shall He not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith? Therefore take no thought, saying, “What shall we eat?” or “What shall we drink?” or “Wherewithal shall we be clothed?” (For after all these things do the Gentiles seek): for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things. But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added unto you. Take therefore no thought for the morrow, for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.

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Hold On a Little Longer

I wrote this one mostly for me. Hope you enjoy.

O weary soul, O troubled one,
Why are you so cast down?
Why so brokenhearted?
Why do you wear a frown?
The cares of life weigh heavy,
And they’ve burdened down your smile;
You can’t seem to see the end
Of your painful, lightless trial.

O soul broken and defeated,
O child walking through the fire,
I know your heart is hurting,
And I know your spirit’s tired.
Hold on a little longer
And remember what you know
The One Who made and holds the stars
Will never let you go.

O Christian in the shadows,
O friend tempted to lose heart,
Remember Who’s beside you
He’s been there from the start.
He may let you stumble,
But He’ll never let you down;
He may lead you through the ocean,
But He’ll never let you drown.

O friend trying hard to see the good
And fighting to do right,
Someday it will get better,
But for now, just hold on tight.
Rest safe in the knowledge
That you are loved and not alone
Although you cannot see Him now,
He’s never, ever gone.

The pain won’t last forever;
Soon light will flood on through,
And you will see that all along,
He’s been there next to you.
So hold on a little longer;
Know He holds you in His arms;
His plans are still for good,
And He will keep you safe from harm.

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When Your Heart Is Overwhelmed

“Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer; from the end of the earth I call to you when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I, for You have been my refuge, a strong tower against the enemy. Let me dwell in Your tent forever! Let me take refuge under the shelter of Your wings!” -Psalm 61:1-4

I don’t know about you guys, but midterms are coming up, and my heart, at least, is overwhelmed. How am I gonna fit everything in? I honestly have no idea. In fact, should I be doing homework and studying right now instead of blogging? Arguably yes (and you maybe should too, but I won’t judge).

I actually started this post about a week ago, and all I got down was the verse set. As I was thinking of different ways I could avoid my homework and still be somewhat productive, I remembered this post and decided to come back to it. And let me tell you, I was floored. I love these verses, and I needed them so much more today than I did a week ago. My heart is overwhelmed, but it doesn’t have to stay that way. Why not? Because there is a Rock higher than I, a Refuge for me when life goes a little sideways and I can’t stand on my own.

Friends, if your heart is overwhelmed, run to the One Who made you. He loves you, and He’ll shelter you, if only you’ll let Him.

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And If Not

So, it’s Valentine’s Day, or as I like to call it, Single’s Awareness Day. As always, I am single as heck on Valentine’s Day, and I have to wade through ridiculous amounts of sappy couple posts. You know the type: “So grateful for this girl. #blessed”; “This man is my favorite. #love”; and so on and so forth.

Anyway, this year, I found myself getting a little bitter. Why don’t I have a boyfriend? How can she get a man and I can’t? Why does everyone have somebody except me? I was thinking about this and getting kind of upset, and then I remembered a phrase that I’ve seen quite a lot recently:

And if not, He is still good.

And it hit me like a truck.

He never promised me a man. Nowhere in the Bible did He say, “Delight thyself also in the Lord, and thou shalt get a significant other.” He doesn’t owe me anything. He’s already done so much more than I deserve. But more than that, I can be happy as a single because I serve a good God. He is always good, all the time. He’s good if I win the lottery tomorrow. He’s good if I die tomorrow. He is always good, even if I’m single.

Maybe someday I will find someone to grow old with. But if not, He is still good.

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Man of Sorrows

“Now my debt is paid, it is paid in full
By the precious blood that my Jesus spilled!
Now the curse of sin has no hold on me
Whom the Son sets free, oh, is free indeed!”

I’m not going to lie. This week, I’ve felt so defeated. It seems like I’m stuck in a rut that I just can’t get out of, and I can’t remember the last time I felt so utterly beaten.

And then…

And then I went to church, and I heard this song, and I cried. Why? Because I’d forgotten. In a Christian college, surrounded by Christians, I forgot what it means to be a Christian. I’ve felt so defeated because I’ve been looking to me to fix my problems, and I can’t. I’m utterly and completely incapable of helping myself. But the curse of sin has no hold on me anymore, because Someone stronger than me has set me free.

How could I have ever forgotten?

My friends, wherever you are, never let yourselves forget Who set you free. You have victory, because He won it for you. Never forget that.

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He Promised Me.

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Sister,

I know.

Those Pinterest boards of yours are chalk full of it.

Wedding ideas. Marriage photos. Cute kids. Home décor.

I mean the gold calligraphy signs… the magenta flower bouquets… the dark green trees in the back of engagement photos… cute babies in big grey sinks…

Yes and please.

But sometimes, I feel a friction in my heart between when I scroll through Pinterest, and when I read my Bible.

Sometimes, I feel my heart wandering from Jesus to the pretty things of weddings, marriage, kids, home..

Sister,

He has never promised you marriage.

Yeah, I said it. I’ll say it again:

He has never promised you marriage.

He has never promised you success.

He has never promised you a degree.

He has never promised you kids.

He has never promised you money.

He has never promised you prosperity in this life.

He has never promised you health in…

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Trophy of Grace

“God loves to take despised, broken, messy situations and people and use them as trophies of grace.” -Brent Deedrick

Despised, broken, rejected, and used-
A disaster of my own making.
Bruised, battered, tired, and afraid-
A fragile mess, constantly breaking.

A light touch of wind and I fall apart;
A slight push, and I topple over,
Tossed by the waves of a turbulent life,
No shelter with which
to take cover.

But then Heaven opens, the King stoops down;
He takes me in His scarred, loving arms:
“I’ve chosen you, you are My child;
You are now safe from all harm.”

He picks up my pieces, my shame and despair;
He wipes all the tears from my face.
He molds me and makes me a new, holy thing,
A beautiful trophy of grace.

All of my ashes He makes beautiful-
I’m no longer a scandalous mess.
He takes away the darkness of my heart
And makes me a child of promise.

Now I belong to HimI’m His, and He’s mine;
I’m hid in the shade of His wings.
I’m no longer broken; I’m a trophy of grace,
And my soul has a new song to sing.

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