"God does not give us overcoming life; He gives us life as we overcome. When the inspiration of God comes, and He says - "Arise from the dead," we have to get up; God does not lift us up. Our Lord said to the man with the withered hand - "Stretch forth thy hand," and as soon as the man did so, his hand was healed, but he had to take the initiative."
- my utmost for his highest
"awake, o sleeper." this always has been one of my favorite verses, poetically speaking. but it also comes up time and time again when i need a good reminder to shake off the shackles, the muck and mire of darkness and sin, to arise, to step out of the grave and allow Christ to work, to move, to shine in my life.
spring reminds me of this transformation, this crossing over. i've smelled the damp air all day, been hypnotized by the blue hues outside my window, and know that winter is almost over.
i like the idea that we have to take some initiative, and that Christ will meet us there. our lives are like this lately... we are starting to step out into some uncertain waters, but we are also starting to move. we are stretching out our withered limbs in fear and in faith and humbly saying "Your move."
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