i wish there was a word…
I justify my skepticism by reminding myself of the past…my aspirations reveal the true colors of my heart…I don’t posses the power to conquer my struggles on my own: I am WEAK. I am WEARY. There are times [such as today] that I am convicted of the dependency my life requires of Christ. Without it, I am just another man of the world. I am reminded of the realness of Jesus; how He remains the same today, tomorrow, and forever. I am thankful for His faithfulness. I am thankful that I can rest in the security of His promise. I am content in Him alone.
“I wish that there were just a word
For what you mean to me
I would only say it once
In hushed tones so it would not grow old
But all I have Is, “I love you”
You’re my Jesus, You’re my hero
Everything I wish that I could be”
-cool hand luke
You truly are my hero…everything i wish that i could be….
…be encouraged by the rest the Lord gives to the weary