Sometimes I forget what I am aiming for.
It's easy to get caught up in self-glory, self-worth, and self-promotion.
But, it's when I am denied it outright, either in rejection or disappointment, I am reminded of something more than me.
A plan. A God who has great things ahead...even if it's not my time now. And in that plan it's not even about me...but what He lavishes upon us all.
On this Faith-filled Friday, I SO want to wallow in a sorrow. It would be easy to...my heart is primed for it.
But instead, I'll choose to rejoice. In knowing He is my Inheritance. And that has nothing to do with me...or what the world tells me.
So incredibly proud of you, Ang!
ReplyDeleteAw, thanks for always being there, Ames!!
DeleteYou've been walking the Christian walk and the writer's walk longer than I have. Much longer. Thank you for setting a good example ;) Yeah, I know it still stinks--whatever "it" may be. But you inspire me.
ReplyDeleteYou are so sweet. It is an adventure! I am sure you have an idea what "it" is...So looking forward to meeting you next week!
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