I finally figured out I bit off more than I could chew with four challenges going on at once (Sandbox, AtoZ, Camp NaNoWriMo, and my own self-imposed challenge to blog through the book “Pauses for Pentecost” by Trevor Hudson). So I’m exercising my prerogative to tell myself NO and won’t be finishing the Pentecost book. But in the meantime, I just might be reblogging from my kiddo’s blog, The Path of Grace. If you’re one of those rebellious believers that hate trite phrases, you may identify with THIS post!
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So they went out quickly from the tomb with fear and great joy, and ran to bring His disciples word. (Matthew 28:8 NKJV)
I don’t think the reaction I had to this devotion in the book Pauses for Pentecost is quite what the author had in mind. You see, joy and I don’t always play well together. I’ll get back to that in a second.
We Christians have our own kind of jargon that we often use when we speak to each other. Oftentimes this jargon can be said in a well meaning manner, but can be the total opposite of what the person needs to hear. A couple of these little lines/quips make me want to throw myself through the nearest glass window. One of the worst offenders for me is the admonition: “Don’t let anyone steal your joy.” Even typing it is like running fingernails on a chalkboard…
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