I hit a turning point somewhere between last night and today. It was 1Timothy 1:14, which, if I could, I would have engraved on something. So far I've only got it scrawled on my left wrist, where important stuff usually goes.
"...and the grace of our Lord was more than abundant, with the faith and love which are found in Christ Jesus."
Simple, right? The big things always are, hidden right out in the open, waiting for the Father to lift us up to His eye level so we can see what Daddy sees: it says right here that faith is located in Jesus. He explained to me last night that I've been trying to manufacture faith on my own, scrounging it from the dark corners of my soul, hoping that this time there will be enough.
There never is.
That's because He's got it all.
However....
...since I'm hidden in Christ myself, all I have to do is stretch out my hands and wrap myself in the nearest pile of the stuff.
The devil can put that in his pipe and smoke it.
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