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Unspeakable Grace: Don't Leave Kindness Behind


Hello friend.

We have an exciting opportunity ahead of us: a weekend. These are the days of the week when we get to step out of our routine and enter the spaces filled with faces walking different paths. Without ever knowing, we’ll pass the grocery carts of the brokenhearted, sit at stoplights behind the distraught, smile at a scared mama who smiles right back, and look out our windows to see the dad determined to outrun his problems.

Every moment of every day, God is placing people in our paths that He intends to love through us. If we are compelled to be kind, we can rest assured that notion did not come from the enemy but the Maker of all good things. We get to be His hands, His feet, His children yielded to His will and operating out of his kindness today and all weekend long.

Do your thing. Cheer at that ballgame, do that laundry, check off that to-do list, and enjoy the loves in front of you. Hold your head high, look the world in the eye, but whatever you do, don’t leave His kindness behind.

“Change your life, not just your clothes.
    Come back to Godyour God.
And here’s why: God is kind and merciful.
    He takes a deep breath, puts up with a lot,
This most patient God, extravagant in love,
    always ready to cancel catastrophe.”
Joel 2:13 MSG



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