I find hope when I consider
God is the one who makes Extraordinary happen. He chooses people much like the ones you see every day. Even the woman in the mirror. Even me.
Abba God, I stand amazed.
Truly, there is no one other than You. Your arm reaches further, your love is deeper,
and your ability is so much more than I imagine or give You credit for. Thank
You for patiently teaching me and for continuing the work You started in me.
Train me to focus on You and to fully grasp how extraordinary You are. May others see Jesus through me as I go about my common day. Let me remember that You are way beyond ordinary - You are my hope! In
Jesus’ name…
all the ordinary lives woven by grace into God’s Story.
- A carpenter named Joseph, and Mary, a common young girl (probably only 12).
- John Mark. Barnabas. Philemon & Onesimus.
- Many of the disciples were common fishermen. They weren’t stellar in Hebraic religious schools, so it they were sent home to learn their father’s occupation. Rabbis didn’t see anything special in them. They didn’t make the cut. They missed their one chance…Then Jesus spoke into their lives and everything changed.
- Abraham was just another man from a big city.
- The widow who didn’t have another penny to spare, but gave it to her El Shaddai anyway.
Common people, living common lives, make perfect conduits for Jehovah's strong, merciful arm.
Truly, it was common people scattered throughout the world who changed culture simply by following Jesus’ commands to love God and people. They prayed, listened to Scripture, and learned to live lives that were above reproach, honoring others above themselves. They had phobias, struggles, insecurities, relational problems, felt alone, and wondered when Jesus would return.God chose them and they responded to His call. Same's true for you and me.
So, what makes me think I’m
so special, so unique, so beyond His ability? I don’t give Jehovah enough
credit. I don’t use my imagination to try to grasp His capabilities. He’s
beyond everything I could think or imagine. Didn’t He create this world for me because He wants relationship with me? Won’t He create the next one to
spend eternity with me, because He longs to be face-to-face with me? Didn’t He
promise to finish what He began? Why do I think that His work in me would be
any different than all those written about in Scripture?
God is the one who makes Extraordinary happen. He chooses people much like the ones you see every day. Even the woman in the mirror. Even me.
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