Last night while I was trying to fall asleep, there was an obnoxious little gnat buzzing around my room. I’m guessing you know the kind of high-pitched, tireless whine I’m talking about- unfortunately. The longer I tried to ignore it, the more intense and pulsating it became in my ears. How can such a tiny bug be so loud? I knew I wouldn’t be able to find it even if I turned the lights on.
The whining droned away.
I finally got up, grabbed my fan out of my closet, and started it. Its noise easily drowned out the gnat, probably even whooshing it right out of the room- and I was able to fall
You might have the same kind of faith as a demon without even knowing it. How’s that for an attention-getter?
There's a load of beautiful truth in James 2:14-26, but parts of the passage seem to contradict other verses in the Bible. I know this has confused and frustrated me in the past, so hopefully I can explain it to you in a way that makes sense now.
Chicago, mid-May. I was holding Brian’s hand and strolling along Navy Pier. A sunny morning spent with sunny tourists. Overpriced pork sandwiches, a cute lighthouse in the distance, and tons of pictures flooding a memory card. Ahh, yes. I smiled up at him, dancing eyes behind sunglasses. “Life is so good.”
There were simply too many happy things in the world for it to be anything else. And really, why couldn’t everyone see that? Why couldn’t some people just open their eyes to what’s around them? Maybe I just had the right mindset.
What the heck is a quiet time? I can imagine the concept seems kinda strange and daunting to anyone who didn’t grow up with it, Christians included. Why would you spend your free time like that, and what do you even do anyways?
Lucky you, I have answers to those questions!
A quiet time will be different for everyone, and it can vary from day to day. Put simply though, it’s a time you set aside to hang out with Jesus. Christianity, in the most pure and true form, is more a relationship with God than a religion about performing well enough for him. And just like any earthly relationship, it takes quality time and conversation to grow.
Sometimes I get illogically inspired at 9 pm in my dorm and effortlessly write an entire blog post in an hour. Sometimes the inspiration is so compelling and clearly from the Spirit that I’m proud of that blog post I write in that hour.
But sometimes, like last Wednesday morning, I totally set the scene: I drive to Starbucks, buy a latte, plug in some worship tunes, pray, crack open my Bible and journal, start up Word. . . and 90 minutes later? Nothing.
Now that's entirely frustrating, and if I let myself wallow, I start believing that I'm a failure: there's no inspiration left for me, I've wasted my time, everything’s already been said, and I'm just one voice shouting into a void anyways.
Hello! I'm Anna, a college student living in the Midwest. I'm a strong believer in uncontrollable laughter, powerful words, and a morning cup of coffee. I pray these posts will encourage you to live a full life with and for God: unhindered. Follow me on social media for post updates!