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Adopted inheritance. . As a child I was nomadic. I was wandering, wounded and alone. Desperate for a safe space to land, longing for a haven, looking for a home. Striving for acceptance, I lost myself in the search to belong... . I looked everywhere for what only you could give. . Little did I know I had to die in order to truly live. . It doesn’t matter who raised you or who didn’t stick around. All that matters is Christ came and died for you. He conquered death and ain’t no grave gonna hold Him down. . You’ve been rescued and redeemed. Triumph resides where trauma once hid. God wastes nothing. . A child of the King. . 📝 - @hertrueworth @speerandarrows
Adopted inheritance. . As a child I was nomadic. I was wandering, wounded and alone. Desperate for a safe space to land, longing for a haven, looking for a home. Striving for acceptance, I lost myself in the search to belong... . I looked everywhere for what only you could give. . Little did I know I had to die in order to truly live. . It doesn’t matter who raised you or who didn’t stick around. All that matters is Christ came and died for you. He conquered death and ain’t no grave gonna hold Him down. . You’ve been rescued and redeemed. Triumph resides where trauma once hid. God wastes nothing. . A child of the King. 📝 - @hertrueworth @speerandarrows
Here is the church Here is the steeple A beautiful building Filled with broken people Stain glass windows State of the art . How effective are we as the body if we only look the part? . Writing scripture in a caption instead of engraving it within our heart. . What does the Bible say? They will act religious, but they will reject the power that could make them godly. 2 Timothy 3:5, NLT . Isn’t that how many of us treat our spiritual lives? As long as it looks good and feels good then it must be good. . Slap a pretty preset on that disaster and sweep that struggle under the rug. Nobody can know I’m actually a wreck and in need of a healing hug. . Am I right?! Look good, feel good?! Nah... That’s not reality friends. It’s time to lay our pride aside. It’s time for the charade to end. . Jesus loves me this we know but do we believe it to be so? . He’s with you in the grit the messy and the unkept. He’s forgiven you, there’s nothing you could do. . It is finished. Jesus wept. 📝 - @speerandarrows It’s a privilege to write for @hertrueworth !!
No caption needed. @qaradesigns said it all.
How effective are we as the body if we only look the part? Writing scripture in a caption instead of engraving it within our heart. . SWIPE 👉🏻 + READ: 2 Timothy 3:5, NLT and Deuteronomy 11:18-20, CSB
Who am I? I’ve asked myself this question over and over again. You know what I’ve done. You know where I’ve been. You know the magnitude of my sin. Send someone else, anyone else I plea, someone worthy of this task. Who am I? Again I ask... . . It doesn’t matter if you were raised in a gutter or on a church pew. He chose you. It’s really not even about you but who you belong to. I’m a firm believer that Jesus sat with the scandalous, the rejected and the religious and we’re called to do the same. . . I know from experience that God meets us in the middle of our mess. Which is why I feel called to meet people where they are and do my best to love them well. I chose to love my neighbor and that includes the neighbor who’s sin looks different from mine. . I’ve learned many of life’s lessons the hard way and I’m here to tell you. I know God is faithful because I’ve been left with nothing but faith to hold onto. I know God provides because I’ve seen Him provide a way where we could see no other way. . . I know He will never leave or forsake me because I know the sting of rejection and abandonment. I know from experience He is a Father to the fatherless. . I’m know He redeems and restores because my life has been transformed. I know the depth of God’s love is more than skin deep. I know religion can’t save but relationship is the key. I know the good news isn’t mine to hold in and keep. I hope they see you when they see me. . Hello sweet friend, I’m writing a book and my name is Cass. Chosen. That’s who I am. Not qualified but assigned the task.

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