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I pray that you may be active in sharing your faith, so that you will have a full understanding of every good thing we have in Christ. Your love has given me joy and encouragement, because you, {sister}, have refreshed the hearts of the saints.Philemon :6

I pray that you may be active in sharing your faith, so that you will have a full understanding of every good thing we have in Christ. Your love has given me joy and encouragement, because you, {sister}, have refreshed the hearts of the saints.
Philemon :6

Living in faith is an uphill battle. It’s never really easy and neither is sharing how God is working in our lives, but faith and faithfulness mean more than you know to more than you know. I’ve seen how sin can have a ripple effect. More importantly, I’ve seen obedience and kindness and forgiveness and selflessness do just the same–it’s slow and sometimes we might not see it as much as we see the shortcomings, but it’s there. And that’s refreshing and that’s encouraging. So chin up, hold tight, and keep the faith. You never know to whom it will mean something.

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If you do away with the yoke of oppression, the the pointing finger and malicious talk, and if you spend yourselves in behalf of the poor and hungry and satisfy the needs of the oppressed, then your light will rise in the darkness, and your night will become like the noonday. The Lord will guide you always, he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail. Your people will rebuild the ancient ruins and will raise up the age-old foundations, you will be called Repairer of Broken Walls, Restorer of Streets and Dwellings. Isaiah 58:9-12

If you do away with the yoke of oppression, the the pointing finger and malicious talk, and if you spend yourselves in behalf of the poor and hungry and satisfy the needs of the oppressed, then your light will rise in the darkness, and your night will become like the noonday. The Lord will guide you always, he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail. Your people will rebuild the ancient ruins and will raise up the age-old foundations, you will be called Repairer of Broken Walls, Restorer of Streets and Dwellings.
Isaiah 58:9-12

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From inside the fish Jonah prayed to the Lord his God. He said:
In my distress I called to the Lord, out of my distress, and he answered me;
out of the belly of Sheol I cried, and you heard my voice
For you cast me into the deep, into the heart of the seas, and the flood surrounded me;
all your waves and your billows passed over me.
Then I said, “I am driven away from your sight; yet I shall look upon your holy temple.”
The waters closed in over me to take my life; the deep surrounded me; weeds were wrapped about my head at the roots of the mountains.
I went down to the land whose bars closed upon me forever;
yet you brought up my life from the pit, O Lord my God.
When my life was fainting away, I remembered the Lord, and my prayer came to you, into your holy temple.
Those who pay regard to vain idols forsake their hopes of steadfast love.
But I with the voice of thanksgiving will sacrifice to you; what I have vowed I will pay.
Salvation belongs to the Lord!

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Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.
Hebrews 11:1

Every Sunday I wake up at 5:30 am and make the long drive in the dark to my job across town. This particular Sunday came on the heels of a week when everything seemed to be crumbling at the workplace, which is also my church home. The entire week I could barely cry about the situation. My coworkers were handling the situation wonderfully…the way I was feeling was a result of my own process of walking through it with the Lord. Reality felt surreal and there were too many emotions of hurt, betrayal, and fear to make sense of anything true. Many hours were spent in prayer, being with friends when words were not enough, sitting in the awkward silence that comes along with doing life with others truly and deeply. Loving when hurting. I was ashamed of how scared I was leading in to Sunday, where all God’s people would be looking to our staff…to me, a 20-something living in a 3rd floor walk-up, for answers, for hope. In the moments of rough clarity in that week, the only way I was able to explain how I felt to those around me was that I was standing alone in front of a huge, thick wall of smoke and fog. I felt like God was calling me to walk through it and had a better vantage point, but to me it looked like my weakness, my sin, my out of control. I felt like a scared little girl. On my drive to work the day I took this picture, I laughed because everything was covered in fog. It was eery and dark outside…ironically reminiscent of my heart and my sight. Then I got to the lake. Once I crossed onto the bridge, I could see the sun just barely rising over the calm, still water. Everything was quiet. I put my hazards on because that’s what you do when you are in awe of God and pulled over. Cars flew past me but all I could do was reach as far as I could reach out in to the cold December air. My hands were shaking maybe from the cold but probably from what an iPhone can never capture. He was telling me he was still here, he had been there, and I had never actually be alone in front of that wall. I put the car back in drive and crossed over the edge of the bridge back into the fog covered road that would lead me to my church home. It seemed a lot less scary knowing God is the creator of all light and truth.

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It is not for you to know the times or dates the Father has set by his own authority. But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you; and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.” After he said this, he was taken up before their very eyes, and a cloud hid him from their sight. They were looking intently up into the sky as he was going, when suddenly two men dressed in white stood beside them. “Men of Galilee,” the said, “Why do you stand here looking into the sky? This same Jesus, who has been taken from you into heave, will come back in the same way you have seen him go into heaven.
Acts 1:9-11