Daring to Hope

Hope might be the most violent act of our faith.

Lately God's been teaching this people pleasing, performing, perfectionist about the art of giving myself grace, and holding onto the reality of hope. None too easy, my friends, none too easy.  I've discovered I'm not extremely fond of being "in process" especially in public.  I, actually, much prefer having it all together at all moments. 

Granted, its not very realistic.  But sometimes the hardest thing about forgiveness and grace is receiving it for myself in the day to day.

 Last week I felt like God spoke this phrase to me, "Open heart surgery requires an open heart."

All to often I need to be reminded to keep my heart open and tender for him - and for others.  If I want Him to do a work inside of me, I have to be able to receive what He so wants to give.  So much of this process really is in believing truth over lies.  Sometimes I wrestle, because circumstance and experience seem to build this case for the lies - but His Truth prevails over all. Sometimes hope feels rather daring, but I've heard it doesn't disappoint.

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