The Passion 2015 conference was being streamed online, so my family and I watched some of it this weekend. My brothers and sister have been to Passion, two of them several times. The teaching is amazing and the worship phenomenal. This year, it didn't seem as outstanding to me. I mean, just the fact that there are so many students interested in Jesus Christ is pretty amazing, but you know what I mean.
Well.
This morning, I woke up in trepidation about a job training test-run I have today. For apparently no reason, my little mindey mind couldn't shake the idea that God wants to hurt me, that he enjoys inflicting pain on his people.
But I remembered what one of the speakers said, and it encouraged me:
God doesn't drive an ambulance, showing up to fix the damage. God wounds you like a surgeon: purposefully, intentionally, in order to bring you healing.
(paraphrase)
Well.
This morning, I woke up in trepidation about a job training test-run I have today. For apparently no reason, my little mindey mind couldn't shake the idea that God wants to hurt me, that he enjoys inflicting pain on his people.
But I remembered what one of the speakers said, and it encouraged me:
God doesn't drive an ambulance, showing up to fix the damage. God wounds you like a surgeon: purposefully, intentionally, in order to bring you healing.
(paraphrase)
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