As our trials bleed into triumphs, what do we look like on the inside? A little worn? A little battered? A little stronger? A little braver?
It’s okay if your trials have left damage behind, God can easily clean that up, and Jesus has that damage on him too because He was going through the trial with you. Muscle gets stronger by being torn down and built up again. Our hearts are the same. Every time we are torn apart we come back stronger. Aren’t we stronger than we were as children? As pre-teens? As teenagers? As adults? We are enduring creatures. We grow. We are stronger than yesterday. Stronger than a week ago. Even stronger than we were five minutes ago, because our strong God is giving us His strength to live on. Thank you Jesus for never leaving me torn down, but for instead making me grow stronger and giving me your strength. Amen.
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I am a young woman who grew up in British Columbia. In BC was all I ever wanted; I had my poodle (Max) and all my friends, Saturdays at the Vancouver Aquarium and Sunday afternoons at one of my favorite beaches it was paradise. But God had a different plan for my life and my dad's job landed us in Alberta and now where I remain, in small town Souris Manitoba. The transitions from paradise to prairie were difficult and I will admit that now 10 years later I still refer to home as Abbotsford BC. Through this crazy pathway trek across Canada I have had one true constant, God; and though none of it was easy, everything that has happened in my life has formed in me a true lasting friendship with the one I call Immanuel. Because no matter how far from home we are God is with us, and thanks to God I have found an almost completely over looked beauty in Manitoba. If you open your eyes you will see that God has planted wondrous things everywhere you go.
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