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Crossing Cultures Making Disciples Memoir

Deny yourself

Early in my adolescent years, Mom remarked, “If Dad said the sky was blue, you would say it’s green.”  Her words stand out in my mind.

Although I most likely protested (duh), inside I knew she was right. As I grew, maturity glossed over that stubbornness.

But pride still hovered close to the surface.

I was 29 when I married Todd and 33 when our first child was born.  Suddenly a lot of “set in my ways” was unset and upset.

Then we arrived in Pakistan in 1992.  

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August 1992 in Murree
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Devotional Making Disciples

Limits

Limits. We fight restrictions. 

Don’t tie us down. Hem us in. Hold us back. 

The old lie seeps in from birth. All the way from the Garden. “Did God actually say, ‘Don’t eat this’?” (Genesis 3:1-7)

And asserting independence, we step subtly off the path. Veer inconspicuously outside the way of truth. Go our own way. 

We’re entitled to this freedom. This pleasure. 

So we think.

Limits. Image by Isabella and Louisa Fischer on Unsplash.