“Turn your eyes upon Jesus.”
The simplest act. To move my gaze.
From the task. Pain. Problems. Ordinary ins and outs of every day.
It’s easy. No complicated checklist required.
And yet…
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Turn your eyes
Category: Making Disciples
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Wilderness
Wilderness. When the voice of the Beloved is silent. And the Word—so full of rivers and streams—feels like desert.
I remember thirst. And crying out. In a dark night of the soul. Longing for His instruction.
In the mornings, I waited. Asking.
Are You there? Can You hear me?
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Salt
Everyday conversations. On the road. In the store. Are my words seasoned with salt?
Flavored with the gospel? Purified with truth?
Salt caught my attention when we were living in a dry and thirsty land. On the way to the beach, we passed white fields of sea salt.
Harvested from the Arabian Sea.
