Ask for Fruit
By Max Lucado
“The Spirit produces the fruit of love, joy, peace, patience.” Galatians 5:22
Have you asked God to give you some fruit? Well I did once, but . . . But what?
Did you, ahem, grow impatient? Ask him again and again. He won’t grow impatient with your pleading, and you will receive patience in your praying.
And while you’re praying, ask for understanding. “Patient people have great understanding” (Prov. 14:29). Could it be your impatience stems from a lack of understanding? Mine has.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
A Hardy Faith
A Hardy Faith
Our faith is not in religion; our faith is in God. A hardy, daring faith that believes God will do what is right, every time. And that God will do what it takes—whatever it takes—to bring His children home.
He is the shepherd in search of his lamb. His legs are scratched, his feet are sore and his eyes are burning. He scales the cliffs and traverses the fields. He explores the caves. He cups his hands to his mouth and calls into the canyon.
And the name he calls is yours.
He is the housewife in search of the lost coin. No mater that he has nine others, he won’t rest until he has found the tenth. He searches the house. He moves furniture…All other tasks can wait. Only one matters. The coin is of great value to him. He owns it. He will not stop until he finds it.
The coin he seeks is you.
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Tuesday, May 05, 2009
“There is joy in the presence of the angels of God when one sinner changes his heart and life.”
Luke 15:10
“There is joy in the presence of the angels of God when one sinner changes his heart and life.”
Luke 15:10
Our faith is not in religion; our faith is in God. A hardy, daring faith that believes God will do what is right, every time. And that God will do what it takes—whatever it takes—to bring His children home.
He is the shepherd in search of his lamb. His legs are scratched, his feet are sore and his eyes are burning. He scales the cliffs and traverses the fields. He explores the caves. He cups his hands to his mouth and calls into the canyon.
And the name he calls is yours.
He is the housewife in search of the lost coin. No mater that he has nine others, he won’t rest until he has found the tenth. He searches the house. He moves furniture…All other tasks can wait. Only one matters. The coin is of great value to him. He owns it. He will not stop until he finds it.
The coin he seeks is you.
Copyright 2008 UpWords®, Inc http://maxlucado.com/
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