Oh the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God. Oh it chases me down, fights till I’m found, leaves the 99. I couldn’t earn it, I don’t deserve it, still you give yourself away. Oh the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God.
💛💛💛This man has made the love of Christ real for me in ways I could never have imagined. He was so worth the wait; turns out I didn’t have to wait as long as I thought. I found my person and I’m marrying him. WOW.
Oh my gosh, I literally never get compliments on my hair so thank you 😭 I just use head and shoulders fam, nothing fancy 😘
At this point in my education I’m reminding myself that I’m not doing it for the degree, per se. I’m doing it because the degree will help me answer the calling that I believe God has placed on my life, which is to make a difference in end-of-life care for patients and families. Being a PhD student is already hard, and I couldn’t imagine doing it simply for the prestige. Let me know if you are looking for specific tips or something more along those lines :)
I think so. I think it’s possible to “fake it till you make it,” which is why I have never labeled it as such.
Omg, the million dollar question ‘cause I’m honestly still deciding whether I have a life outside this PhD program. Now welcoming suggestions!
“I have hidden your word in my heart…” Psalm 119:11
There’s a lot hidden in this heart of mine, and I sometimes wonder how God feels when He searches it and finds that most of what I’ve hidden is brokenness instead of the unwavering truth that I am beautifully and wonderfully made (Psalm 139:14). In Psalm 119:11, “hidden” essentially means “treasured.” When we hide scripture in our hearts, we are treasuring it for later. A similar thing happens when we hide brokenness in our hearts. According to one dictionary, treasure (v.) means to “retain carefully or keep in store, as in the mind.” You see, treasuring something has less to do with inviting it in than it does with giving it a place at the table. By treasuring my brokenness above the truth of the Gospel, I am giving the enemy a safe place to threaten the victory I have in Christ. If X marks the spot, the enemy has been using it as target practice – and being shot at over and over is what has brought me to my knees in prayer.
This morning as I was stuck in CDC traffic, Matthew 11:30 came out of hiding. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light. I’ve been meditating on these words ever since. After 23 years of hearing them, I finally understand why I feel so light after surrendering it all to Christ. When we lay our burdens at the foot of the cross, our yoke becomes easy and our burden becomes light – just like His. Each of us has a heavy cross to bear, but it doesn’t mean we can’t also have an easier yoke. Rewind two verses to Matthew 11:28: “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” The Lord simply asks us to “come.” He doesn’t ask us to “come and,” as if there’s something else we have to do to receive rest besides be in his presence. Being in the presence of God is the only thing that will give us rest because unlike most things in our lives, a relationship with Him isn’t based on performance. The fact that this is the heart of God takes my breath away.
Choosing not to hide brokenness in your heart doesn’t mean you have to hide from it. It means you have the opportunity to give it to a Wonderful Counselor. A Mighty God. An Everlasting Father. And most of all, a Prince of Peace.
Next step: get da PhD 😬
I do! I just deleted the app on my phone for a couple of months because I was a touch consumed by it. @elzabthmarie