“I’m so scared to trust God with my love life,” she confessed. As a single, I had the same fear: If I chose to trust God with my love life, would He interpret my “surrender” as an irretrievable permission slip to withhold my greatest desire from me?
It was the closest to a “royal wedding” I’ve ever witnessed. Receiving an invitation at all was honor enough. Attending in person was nothing short of awe-inspiring. As Trevor and I left College Church that evening, I expected nothing more from the bride and groom. But I had a surprise coming.
Well, here we are, waiting with bated breath to learn who won the presidential election. As you wait, be encouraged: God waits too.
No one had to teach me how to lie; I was spinning the truth almost as soon as I learned to talk. It came naturally, as you can see from this funny example my mom journaled about when I was just three years old:
It was so good to get your email and hear that you’ve been a Christian for almost a year now: I’ve loved it, but it is also pretty overwhelming as I am just developing as a Christian and so many things are being thrown my way. Things such as Anglican tradition, special holidays, different perspectives …
Her situation couldn’t have been more hopeless.
She’d tried it all—filled out endless forms; visited regular doctors, alternative doctors, traveling doctors, wanabe doctors, retired doctors. She’d read, researched, cried, and…