Social media was not helping me love God and my neighbor. This was not contributing to my holiness. We can’t live in a way that tears down fellow humans.
Jesus saw them. He sent them. They were still part of his team, his flock, his people. Their doubts did not exclude them from the mission.
Fred Rogers was an ordained Presbyterian pastor, but I believe that actually he was a Methodist deep down inside. Why do I say that? I don’t know anyone who more fully lived out the concept of “prevenient grace.”
“But then he takes that sweet gift to Jesus, knowing that there is no way it can help, but at least it’s something.”
“You are not yet who you will be.
You are still on a journey. Your trip is not complete. There is work left to do in your life. There is work that God still has to do with you and through you. As long as you are still breathing and living, God is still at work on you.”
We can’t run
from this. No matter how powerful, wealthy, famous, or holy we are, we are ashes. No matter how great of an influencer on social media we are, we are
ashes. No matter how big a church we are part of, we are ashes. We are ashes. We are broken. We are sinful.
This realization of brokenness is one of the greatest gifts we can ever receive.
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