By most people's standards, I'm a classic over-thinker. I move slowly, analyzing each step, every decision. I am able to see situations from multiple viewpoints, weigh out pros and cons, and etc. I wait and I listen for God's voice to bring clarity and direction, as I know that my own brain does not always … Continue reading Leaps of Faith: Standing at the Precipice
This is an excerpt from my journal. A little different that my normal posts, but I felt compelled to share.
Tonight, I'm sharing a guest blog written by my sister, Kayla Gray. Her story is powerful and poignant, and I am honored to share it.
He is the first to begin the celebration. He "starts the conga line", so to speak. Such is the delight that He takes in us, that when one child joins the family, he rejoices wholeheartedly.
I don't like pain. I avoid it like the plague if I can. Yet if we want to grow, pain is often unavoidable.
Pain has a purpose in my life, and it's always to move me forward into His best for me. I tend to avoid pain whenever possible, and when I have pain, my natural tendency is to ignore, stuff it, distract myself from it, and if "absolutely necessary", medicate it.
I finally got to a point where I cried out to God, “Where are you?!”, while a voice in the back of my mind said, "if You're even real..." As I asked the question, wavering between faith and unbelief, I feel that I had a moment where God was asking, just like Jesus did of Peter, “Who do you say that I am?” (Matt. 15:15-16, Mark 8:29). That was a turning point for me.