Footprints of Jesus by Aaron Hicks
A lot happened this week. My dog-dog was sick and needed to be doctored. So I didn’t stray to far from home. So what made this weekend full? A reminder.
I have been in a real deep crisis of spirit lately — so much so that I was looking back on my life and questioning my faith. I could feel myself slipping and it was a terrible feeling. I had spoken to a friend who shared with me (after I poured out to her that I was feeling some kinda way about church in general) that it was in this space that God was able to deal with my heart because I was being honest about it.
I haven’t been to church in over a year. My reasons are all the reason you always hear from people who quit attending church. The pastor is a crook or a whoremonger. The politics behind organized religion are sickening. The lack of true Christ centered teaching or the constant sermons with an agenda. You know the stuff I refer to as Kool-Aid.
So what was my reminder you may ask? Jesus is still there. No matter how angry or disenchanted I may feel He is still Jesus. He doesn’t change. He is consistently there for me even when I am so bogged down in negative emotion I forget to call on him. And the second before I get to far gone in my anger he sends me a reminder.
“I am not a man that I should lie nor am I the son of man that I may change my mind” (Numbers 23:19)
In essence God’s promises stand up to even our darkest moments of doubt. How’s that for a reminder!
Fred Hammond
You Are the Living Word
