Wood – Hay – Staw

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The culture tells me I am way beyond the age of raising a teenager, especially one with disabilities. Nevertheless, His calling humbles me and causes me to depend on a God who loves and cares for me in every circumstance.

For the first time in my life, I am becoming more aware that if God calls me to do something, He will equip me to do it, regardless of my ability or inability. Therefore, it becomes an adventure and every morning I pray, “Lord, what are You and I going to accomplish together today?”

In my younger days, I had energy and frivolous ideology. I did not feel compelled to ask God for physical, emotional, or mental strength. Consequently, I gained a reputation for achievement. However, I built my house of accomplishment on my own strength and pride.

Pride is the sin of making “me” my own god. This leads me to examine how much of my work was built on a foundation of wood, hay, and straw destined only for the fire.

Now that I must depend on God for strength to complete His calling, I carefully weigh the cost and consequence of every endeavor. Before rushing into needless ventures, I often inquire of the One who knows best, “Is this necessary?” “Does this have eternal value?” or, “Is this Your perfect plan?”

As a result, in my weakness, God has become strong. In my foolishness, he has become wise.

At any age, there is still time to build our ministry on a solid foundation, one that will stand the test of fire, namely Jesus.

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About dorothyruppert

Author of two books - God Placed Her in My Path - Lessons Learned From the Furnace of Bipolar Disorder -Sixty Days of Grace - God's Sufficiency for the Journey
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One Response to Wood – Hay – Staw

  1. Beautiful insights here today, Dorothy. I, too, have reached a point in life where I weigh each decision and question whether it is reflecting Christ. It is a difficult process to learn, but I’m so glad He provides grace for the journey. Thanks for sharing part of your story here today.

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