Winner for Day #6 – Grace of God


Today’s the lucky day for Tim Thurman because he just won a copy of Grace of God. Yay for Tim!!! You will be getting an email or Twitter DM from me soon asking where you would like for me to mail the book!

Don’t forget that you still have time to enter the other giveaways!  Winners will be announced at noon the day after the entry deadline!  Keep spreading the word!

Visioneering & Evolving in Monkey Town Entries by Midnight 6/18
I’m also going to be republishing some of my favorite posts this week along with the winners.  I hope that you enjoy them as much as I enjoyed writing them!

There’s a Little Bit of Hooker in All of Us – Posted 4/18/11

I love the movie, Pretty Woman.  I’d say it’s a reasonable assumption that most of us reading this post know the premise of the movie.  Rich guy picks up a hooker, falls in love with her and then rides up to rescue her from the lifestyle.  It’s a great movie.  It’s a modern-day fairy tale…except the whole hooker part.

In the movie Julia Roberts portrays a woman caught in a lifestyle that she never imagined for herself.  She was at a place she had never wanted to know, but at this point in her life, it was what she was comfortable with.  It was the only way she knew of to survive.

Ever feel like that?

Maybe you haven’t ever thought hooking would be the only way for you to survive, but what about the job you’re working?  Do you love it?  Is it comfortable?

What about your relationships?  Do you show and receive love or are you just staying around because it’s hard to find real friends that will really love you and that you can love?  Are we really committing to anything, or are we just staying with what we know solely because we’re surviving?

What about when you’ve had a bad day?  Do you start off running your mouth or do you stuff it full of comfort food?  The term “comfort food” in and of itself should tell you it’s probably not the thing you should be eating at that very moment.

Why do we do these things?  Are they good?  Are they comfortable?  Are they safe?

Do we just go into survival mode simply because it’s easier?  I’m tired of just existing.  Seriously.  Maybe I’ve been on a little bit of a theme lately.  I dunno.

Psalm 119:76 “May Your unfailing love be my comfort according to Your promise to Your servant.”

2 Corinthians 1:6-7 “If we are distressed, it is for Your comfort and salvation; if we are comforted, it is for Your comfort, which produces in You patient endurance of the same sufferings we suffer.  And our hope for You is firm, because we know that just as you share in our sufferings, so also you share in our comfort.”

How many times do I run away from Jesus seeking comfort?  I know I’ve quoted C.S. Lewis in The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe before about Mr. Beaver telling Lucy that of course Aslan wasn’t safe.  But he was good.

I know what it feels like to be doing one thing while you’re heart it somewhere else.  I know what it’s like to stay there just because it’s what you know and what feels safe.  I know what it’s like to go shopping and to eat ice cream just because it makes you feel better for a little bit.  And even though it doesn’t make you feel better for the long-term, just feeling better for a tiny second is better than not feeling at all.  I also know what it’s like to wonder if there is any life left in you, when you feel like the world in all the hurt and pain has just kicked you in the gut.

But then I know what it’s like to start to feel again.  It didn’t matter that what I was feeling was pain, but the fact that I was feeling something was a huge relief.  I know the work it took and is still taking to claw your way out of that deep pit of despair disguised as debt and laziness or whatever the disguise may be.

I know.

And so does He.

And then I know what it feels like to take the step that changed my whole world.  I took the path that wasn’t safe.  It was a little lot scary.  I had no idea how it was going to work, but I knew it was something I had to do.  I stepped off that street corner, away from everything I’d ever worked for and had ever known.

I’ve never been happier.  I feel hurt and pain every day.  But the best part about it is is that I’m able to feel love and give love every day.  I woke up.

Every day is a little better than the day before.  I have to make an effort to look to Jesus for my comfort.  It’s not always easy.  I’m still trying to lose the weight I put on in the dark years.  I’m still working my way out of debt, but I’m focused.  There is a goal.  God is my comfort.

Let’s face it.  We’re really all the same, as different as we are.  We struggle with things.  We take the easy way out because, well, it’s easy.  We take the safe way, because it’s the way we know.  We’re afraid to be who we really are because, really, what if they think I’m weird?

God is my comfort.  He made me, and because of that, I am enough.

Besides, we’re all here in the same boat, ’cause like I said earlier, There’s a little hooker in all of us.



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