**If you are a subscriber to this blog, you will see that this is an amended version of something that was sent hours ago. My amazing husband and I were able to process some of what I wrote in the first blog, and he helped me to see that I needed to cover this thing in glorious, intercessory prayer first and then publish out of the fullness of a heart completely connected to the heartbeat of the Father (and not leave room for any fleshly ideas). Thus, my second go at publishing this open letter.
Dear Mr. MacArthur,
I feel like the issue in this blog has been a long time coming for me.
I have something that has been burning on my heart for a few days now. I finally have time to sit down and write it out…so here we go.
Here’s the headline: MY LIFE REALLY IS AS GOOD AS IT APPEARS ON FACEBOOK.
Yep. Nothing to prove, nothing to hide. It’s all Jesus.
We’ve been living in Australia for 4 months now (wow, has it been THAT LONG?) and it has been the craziest, most amazing God journey probably of our almost 13 years of marriage. Really, I feel like I’ve been waiting to be here for forever.
The thing about being here 4 months now is that it’s just long enough to realize that we are, in fact, truly...
Whatever house you enter, first say, 'Peace be to this house!'
Luke 10:5 ESV
I'm sitting on a Brisbane bus this morning. The bus driver, a man who I see fairly regularly on the 433 to Toowong Village, has such kind eyes and a lovingly genuine smile. I'm unsure of whether he is a follower of Jesus or not, but he certainly carries a great deal of peace and kindness for a big city bus driver.
Before I climbed aboard the workday bus this morning, I was reading part of a chapter in a book called THE VEIL by a guy called Blake Healy (I highly recommendthis book). Blake is a guy whom God has blessed with the incredible gif...