Christmas is a season of waiting… one of anticipation.
It always has been.
That first Christmas long ago was heralded by an angel. He told Zechariah his wife, Elizabeth, would have a son to announce the coming messiah. When Zechariah questioned the angel, he was struck dumb.
Elizabeth and Zechariah awaited their newborn son and the return of Zechariah’s voice.
Then there was Mary. Mary was also visited by an angel. She waited not just for the birth of her son, but also for Elizabeth’s child. She also waited for everyone to find out she was unwed and pregnant.
I am reading through the Bible chronologically this year with some other ladies online. Today we started the book of Job.
Can I just say, I love the book of Job?
Does that make me weird?
I know it’s not the most popular book in the Bible, but I think it’s just misunderstood.
Have you ever tried fighting fear with prayer?
For the most part, prayer is my #1 go-to when I’m scared. Sometimes it takes me a bit to get there, but when I do, I am ever so thankful that I did.
I’m blogging over on Candidly Christian today about three ways prayer can help you overcome your fears, but before I send you that way, I want to share five Bible verses about fighting fear with prayer.
We walk by faith, not by sight. 2 Corinthians 5:7 (ESV)
If you’re anything like me, when you read the words, “Living In Light of the Gospel” you think about sharing your faith. You think about all the lost people of the world who need to know Jesus, but I’m coming to find that it means so much more than that. Yes, sharing our faith is part of it, but it’s not the whole.
Years ago, I was introduced to the idea that the gospel wasn’t just for the unsaved… it wasn’t a onetime thing, but an everyday thing. That realization was life-changing. The love and forgiveness of Christ isn’t something that we ever stop needing.
Tethered to Jesus
When I think about living a holy life, the gospel is where I start. It’s there for when I fail. It’s there for when I’m feeling down.
This summer I have been pretty short fused when it comes to my children. I work from home, so during the school year I have eight hours a day all to myself. That’s eight hours of quiet time. Eight hours where I decide how to spend my time.
Queue the end of the school year and all that comes to a screeching halt. My husband still leaves for work at the same time every day, but instead of leaving a short while later to take the kids to school, they are already up and rearing to go.
And, I don’t know about your kids, but my kids are full of questions. Like millions of them. Often times it’s the same questions over and over again because they either forgot what I said, or they didn’t like my original answer.
A new year is upon us. It’s full of new possibilities and new life. The old is gone and the new has come. It’s a new day.
The past few years have been full of new challenges for our family, but one thing has been abundantly clear: God can use any situation, no matter how painful or unexpected, for His glory and our blessing.
I am not one to dwell on the past, but that’s one life lesson I want to take with me into the new year.
I never want to forget how God blessed our socks off when I was in the hospital. Or how our church family stepped up time and again to fill needs, sometimes before we even realized they were there. Through all the pain and waiting and everything else we went through, we never doubted God’s goodness. Not even for a moment.