This world

 This morning these words came to my thoughts. Words of an old hymn that, in years past, we sang until we knew it by heart. Perhaps we have forgotten the message but it is still true. They go like this...

"This world is not my home I'm just a passing through

My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue

The angels beckon me from heaven's open door

And I can't feel at home in this world anymore"

How have we gotten so comfortable here that we so easily forget there? Yes, I'm to work and love, help and encourage, serve and give all I can but this is not the end for me. This is just the place and time God have given me to serve him until that day I do go home. Don't forget where home is. And don't forget why you are here- to love others and tell them about the wonder Christ who provided "home" for all of us....if only we would trust him.

Quote of the day

 "The fashion today is to place God in court and give Him a trial. We have had such a lust for “debunking” every good and useful man in history that even God cannot escape. It is one of the unfortunate by-products of the quest for truth, plus an unlovely hunger in humanity for scandal. It is a species of jealousy. We dislike to believe that anybody else is quite as good as we are, not even God." -Frank Laubach, 1931

Broken

 "Having it all together" isn't what makes you useful. Being broken but available is what makes you useful to the world around you. Those who are hurting aren't looking for someone who is perfect, they are looking for others who were broken but found hope and peace through the brokenness. It's always through your wounds that others find healing.