There's something funny about God smashing our hearts of clay to bits and pieces... for Him.
There's something funny about God picking up those pieces of clay so that He can glue it back together... sometimes whether one asks for it or not.
There's something funny about... God. Period.
Completely screwed up. I think. In my head. In my feet... bringing me to places I didn't exactly asked to be taken. But then again. I asked. Fairly eager to get moving, in fact.
Completely screwed up. I feel. In my heart. In my mouth... talking my way into places I didn't exactly asked to be talked into. But then again. I asked. Most eagerly, in fact.
"I, I am he who blots out your transgressions for my own sake, and I will not remember your sins" says Jesus Christ, Lord of every freakin' thing. Isaiah 43:25
He doesn't remember. He paid for it all. Remember that? Isn't that... astonishing?
He doesn't acknowledge. Because He "loved us and gave himself for me." Galatians 2:20
And so, "rejoice and be glad when his glory is revealed." 1 Peter 4:13
"The point of your life is to point to Him." - Francis Chan, pastor of Cornerstone Church in Simi Valley, CA
Brown M&M's have the least artificial coloring, and the most chocolate. Deceiving.
Frankly, so are we sometimes.
