Depending on the day, I get everything done or hardly anything at all. Sometimes, it feels as random as flipping a coin. When I’ve got a sermon to prep, taxes to file, and lessons to plan, and my brain feels like it’s in hibernation mode, I’m left feeling defeated, frustrated, and guilty. I often wonder to myself: Is God disappointed with me? Is he tired of hearing the same old prayers for help while I keep struggling along? How can he be pleased with me when I can’t even get my quiet time right? Yet, I know he loves me, and he will carry me through.

Our primary purpose in life is to glorify the Lord—to delight in him and make his great name known to all.

I used to see children as mainly a burden. But then God let some hard things happen and some wonderful things happen. And I changed.

The Lord’s patience is a good thing for us, even when his slowness tends to frustrate us.

I know that God is changing my heart. But why does it take so long?

I’m an immigrant from Ethiopia who found God’s favor, not in my prosperity but in God’s grace.

Was I willing to open my hands on a few secondary doctrines so that Christ could fill them with blessings? I didn’t have much of a choice.