January
Lord, I confess I'm often like Jerusalem - disturbed when you show up in unexpected ways, comfortable with my assumptions about how you should work. I scan for the dramatic and miss the quiet. I look for power and overlook weakness. I want glory on my terms, not yours. Adjust my vision to
January
Tomorrow, the church celebrates Epiphany - the revelation of Christ to the Gentiles through the magi's visit. These weren't Jewish scholars steeped in messianic prophecy; they were foreign astrologers who followed a star to find a king. The irony is stunning: Jerusalem's religious experts,
January
I give you strength for everything I call you to do - not in advance, but exactly when you need it. You don't have to stockpile courage for future battles or worry about whether you'll have enough when the time comes. My power shows up on time, every time. Trust Me with today, and I'll han