I love this word becoming.
Perhaps because it gives me permission to be in a process. As a recovering "get it right, put together gal" I hear the gospel life all over that word.
We are being made new each day...B E C O M I N G.
Being asked to die to things that we used to cling to for life...B E C O M I N G.
Walking in faith, in the unknown that beckons us to trust and choose hope moment by moment...B E C O M I N G.
Looking away from the false images, constructed selves we use to prance around as and looking towards the gaze of Christ the only one reliable and authoritative to tell us our true beauty and worth...B E C O M I N G.
Learning to admit our faults and shortcomings to God's people and own our wrong when we've wounded a friend...B E C O M I N G.
Not taking ourselves too seriously and settling in to laughing, playing, silliness, and jest...B E C O M I N G.
How beautiful it is to be in the presence of a saint who flutters about freely, settled in to the new life of becoming in Christ, and letting the Spirit teach her to soar. B E A U T I F U L !
How are you settling into the beauty of becoming?
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I always like your blog, it's insightful and caring.
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