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I hope that today you woke up with a passion for life and Jesus Christ so much that you can't contain it. If I know you, you rolled over this morning, took a deep breath of a new day and new mercies, and rushed, full of contagious excitement and anticipation, to the coffee pot. You filled up your cute, little coffee mug with steamy goodness, as you skipped toward the front door. Am I right?
Who am I kidding?
Like me, you probably had to drag yourself out of the bed this morning. You ever so slowly, some of you I picture crawling, made your way to the sweet smelling java waiting in your coffee pot. As you poured your cup of steamy goodness, you thought about everything that has been weighing on your heart and mind for, oh I don't know, the last month (year?). If you're like me, and meet with God in the mornings, you probably sat in your chair willing your eyes to stay open and your mind to stay focused. You whispered prayers regarding those things that have been and still are weighing on you. God in His faithfulness met you there. Only you wish you could have "felt" His presence.
Maybe you are like the person I described first, or maybe you're somewhere in between. I won't tell you exactly where I am because I want you to focus on you and your relationship with God. What I want to know from you, and what I'm asking myself is: Where is our passion? Are we passionate people?
Honestly, will you think about this with me and give me your thoughts?
Can we have passion for life, for Jesus Christ, in the happy-go-lucky days as well as in the heart-heavy days? What would that look like? What does a person look like who is walking in the fruits of "hope", "joy" and "peace", while simultaneously walks through deep valleys. What about the seasons of pure joy? How do we live passion in each season? Is it possible? Lastly, How do we encourage each other when are seasons are so different?
As always, it's my pleasure to live this life away from Home with you!
In His Name,