How come when you order ribs they give you one of those wet wipe things but if you order a taco you are on your own?
Life is messy. Sometimes you can see it coming and other times it just ends up on your shirt. I think God is teaching me to not focus on the mess but on my reaction to the mess. Do I look to him to help or do I let my sticky mess get all over everything?
I am absolutely convinced that God can handle my mess.
I watched " Evan Almighty" with the family last night. One of the themes of the movie is that what God does - He does because he loves us. That's a powerful truth to remember when life lands on my shirt.
Livin Real
Jeff