I've been feeling weary lately. I don't know if it's not getting enough sleep, too much on my plate, too much time wasting which makes it seem like I have more to do than I really do, or needless anxiety about the future. So I'm thankful for the refreshment the gospel brings.
Last night in small group, we discussed the sermon on the Lord's Table. It was a wonderful time hearing brothers and sisters sharing how they encourage themselves in the gospel, how the table brings conviction of sin but the hope we have in Christ's finished work on our behalf.
I was weary when I arrived but spiritually refreshed when I left. I'm still physically tired with a lot to do today, but I've regained perspective.
Because of the gospel:
God is my Father who loves me. He is neither an indulgent Santa-like figure or a distant detached deity. The proof of His love isn't my best life now but new life in His Son.
God hears my prayers and Jesus is interceding for me at this moment.
My life is not in my own hands, but in His.
Last night in small group, we discussed the sermon on the Lord's Table. It was a wonderful time hearing brothers and sisters sharing how they encourage themselves in the gospel, how the table brings conviction of sin but the hope we have in Christ's finished work on our behalf.
I was weary when I arrived but spiritually refreshed when I left. I'm still physically tired with a lot to do today, but I've regained perspective.
Because of the gospel:
God is my Father who loves me. He is neither an indulgent Santa-like figure or a distant detached deity. The proof of His love isn't my best life now but new life in His Son.
God hears my prayers and Jesus is interceding for me at this moment.
My life is not in my own hands, but in His.
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