It hit my like a TON of bricks yesterday in church. It my quest for creating J.O.Y. through Jesus, Others, and You. I had given little no thought to "creativity killers". And, as Pastor Matt shared on unforgiveness I felt that quiet whisper..."You, this is for you..."
And, it was.
Dang.
And, this isn't just a little stone in the road. This is ONE. BIG. STINKIN. MASSIVE. MOUNTAIN in the highway. So, B.I.G. that I can't even see around it.
I always try to be transparent on this here blog. I am not a fan of evasive, elusive posts...via Facebook, Twitter or blog. But, here...at this moment...I can't share about this situation yet. Some of its not mine to share.
Can you trust when I say that by the world's standards I would be justified NOT to forgive?
But, I don't see any exceptions in Matthew 18.
None.
Dang.
So, I'm back at it friends. Blessing instead of cursing. Shutting my big ol' pie hole when I really wanna trash talk. And, trying to be a little more like my Jesus.
Below is the link for Pastor Matt's sermon yesterday morning. It's not long. And, if you watch it...you'll wish you could live in Kansas City and go to church with me. Because, our pastors...Matt & Chris...they're the real deal. Oh, they're flawed humans just like you & me. But, man, oh man....they don't "DO" church. These guys' lives are spent being the church.
So, check our A New Way--Week 3. Do it. Seriously. I'm gonna watch it again. It's that good.
And, let's get around this BIG ol' mountain, so we can continue on our journey to J.O.Y.
Hi there. I came across your blog and wanted to ask if you would please write my name down and pray fervently for me to be softened and saved. Please pray that I will love the truth! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI am praying & I will continue to pray. If you have any questions, please feel free to email me at justjilly@rocketmail.com. I want you to know that all you have to do is simply say these words. "Jesus, come into my heart. Forgive me of my sins. I commit my life to you." That's it! Nothing more. He loves you right in the mess. I know...because I was a REAL mess. Blessings, dear one.
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