"I have been crucified with Christ.
It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me.
And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Sonof God,
who loved me and gave himself for me."
~Galatians 2:20
Emily reminded me that: "God does not manage us, to-do list us, or bullet-point us. He loves us. Is with us. And believing him feels impossible, until we do, like a miracle, like lukewarm water turning merlot red right there in the cup. And hope sprouts new, because God doesn't give us a list. He invites us into the story.
God is not a technician. God is an Artist.
This is the God who made you. The same God who lives inside you.He comes into us, then comes out of us, in a million little ways.
That's why there's freedom, even in the blah.
Hope, even in the dark.
Love, even in the fear.
Trust, even as we face our critics.
And believing in the midst of all that? It feels like strength and depth and wildflower spinning; it feels risky and brave and underdog winning.
It feels like redemption.
It feels like art."
"Creating a life of meaning is not about finding that one great thing you were made to do, it's about knowing the one great God you were made to glorify - in a million little ways."
I have always wanted to be an artist and now I know that I am. I am eternally grateful to Emily for helping me see that.
I also thank my dearest friend for thinking of me as she read Emily's post on the word "Just" and for sending it to me because she knows how I feel about that word. Hence introducing me to this book.
Not only to Emily for being able to silence the inner critic and living her art through the pages of this book; not only to Shawna for caring and sharing; but most of all, the biggest credit goes to God for arranging time and places for all this. For making me ready to read and receive it, for all I am going through and how He knew that I am the "one" person that needed to read it just now.
Thank you Lord!
Keep CZECHING IN!
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