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    The Unexpected Ministry of Chronic Illness

    July 1, 2016July 1, 2016

    This is a guest post by Mary Frey. If you had told me 9 years ago that I would be broadcasting my daily life and health struggles on YouTube for thousands of people to watch, I would tell you, you are crazy! As an eager Bible college freshman, I had grand visions for what my

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    • Being sick means that my quiet time is pulled from the bright lights of the living room and tucked under the covers with me. There’s something sweet about meeting with God when I’m sick — I know I need him. I feel my reliance on him. I’m unconvinced of my own abilities to keep it all together. And it makes his words to the Thessalonians church sweetly sting with conviction: “rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances for this is the will God for you in Christ Jesus.” It’s easy to wonder what God’s will is, to hunt for it like it’s hidden beneath layers of spiritual murkiness. But God’s will is clear: joy, prayer and gratitude. And I’m deeply humbled and grateful that his will is something I can do even when I’m sick in bed — I can rejoice, I can pray, and I can give him thanks even in these circumstances.
    • This meal has always signified our need and deliberate desire to rest in the goodness of God. And today it means just that, but on a grand scale. This morning @ajgannett and our core team were commissioned to the work of planting @trinitygreenville by our sending church @gracefellowshipkinston. It was a solemn and celebratory time (and one that I’ll share more about this week), but as we sat down to this sabbath meal tonight we were reminded again: God is gloriously at work. His sovereignty doesn’t always answer all our questions, but somehow still stops all our fretting; His constant work in our lives and town reminds us that His vision is bigger, better and brighter than ours. Austin and I have seen Him do great things over the last year, last few months and even in the last few weeks. And we are so thrilled to be on this journey of faith and joy with Him.
    • I smiled when I saw this picture yesterday as I cleaned our bathroom. We take fridays off (since Sunday is a work day for us), and we start our mornings by cleaning the house. As he vacuumed in the other room and I wiped down the bathroom sink, I was reminded of just how grateful I am to have him walk through life with me. As the day went on, I came down with a virus. So he rubbed my back and got me lemon and ginger from the store and drew me a hot bath. I’d take a thousand valentines days like this with him because it reminds me of Christ’s love for the church. And it’s a beautiful thing.
    • Our faith is never formed in a silo. This morning as I sit down to work I’m reminded of all the shoulders on which I stand — all the theologians and professors and pastors and disciplers and small group leaders to whom I am indebted. There have been countless members of the body of Christ who have fed and formed me along my spiritual journey (and many did so when I was ungrateful for their investment and unacknowleding of their sacrifice). This stack of books is my reminder this morning that our faith is never shaped in isolation, and we owe a huge debt of gratitude to those who have ... ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ✅ articulated truth in ways we can understand ✅ laid aside more lucrative careers to write or teach theology or the Bible ✅ called out sin in our lives ✅prayed for us (with or without our knowledge) ✅ sacrificed their time in study to give us resources that aid our spiritual growth and formation ✅ listened to us patiently while we waded through the angst of what the Spirit was doing in our lives ✅ cheered us on as we walked towards obedience ✅ ... and so much more. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Goodness, friends. I have just been the luckiest, most blessed, most invested in believer. So many have come my direction and made me more faithful, more humble, more trusting. Here’s my challenge for us today: let’s say thank you. Let’s tell them how grateful we are for their investment. If they’re a mentor, send them a text, note or phone call. If they’re an author, message them through their website or FB. If they’re a pastor, shoot them an email. Haven’t talked to them in ten years? Don’t worry about it. Do it anyway. We are better for their investment, and they will be better for our encouragement. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Who do you want to thank? Tag them below and let them know you are grateful for them!👇
    • As pregnancy gets more and more uncomfortable, quiet times are getting more disheveled. But they are also bringing me such relief. I am most uncomfortable at night, so when the 5am alarm sounds, it often puts an end to my tossing and turning. And I wake up knowing that I get to be here, with the Word, talking to God for the first hour of the day. It might look messy, but it is sweet. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ PS: I’m currently in 1 & 2 Thessalonians right now, and am making my way sloooowwwwllyy as I savor each section. What are you studying these days? 👇
    • I had this whole plan to take photos of the foccatia baking process and then forgot 🙃 but I will say this — it turned out amazing. I’ll share the recipe in my stories! Happy sabbath, y’all!
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