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Friday, December 9, 2016

Honoring God with our bodies; Meditations on Restoration -On Purpose

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Good morning, dear ones. Accept my humble apologies for my humanity and the resulting 
lack of diligence. I was consumed by my own circumstances and not faithful to my task. I 
accept responsibility for my lack, and I am back. I am living and acting on purpose, and that’s 
what we’re sharing today. 

When our children were little, they weren’t allowed to say “the devil made me do it.” They 
were taught that one of the gifts of life is free will, and that we choose. We carefully 
articulated that we are called to live our entire lives on purpose, making active 
choices, and sometimes facing the consequences thereof, for better or for worse. 


Let’s talk about honoring our temples. Often the discipline we seek in diligently maintaining 
good habits is thwarted by our believe that we cannot resist certain choices. While some
choices are more challenging than others, we who believe know better. 

You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear 
fruit and that your fruit should abide, so that whatever you ask the Father in my name, 
he may give it to you. 
John 15:16 (ESV) 

We are appointed. We are chosen. We are adored. Even during the most difficult seasons, 
we must remind ourselves that everything we do should be On Purpose. I confess, I have 
not been writing consistently. I have not been exercising consistently, and I feel the 
impact of my choices across several areas of my life. I am out of balance. 

But God. If not for Grace, if not for His Goodness and Mercy and Forgiveness, where 
would any of us be? If not for the ability to clearly face our shortcomings, acknowledge them, 
place them in proper context (as opposed to letting them have power over us), we would be
lost. We could not bear fruit. But, we are told to go and bear fruit, and that it shall abide
That’s restoration right there. 

That is the Father saying “I love you, you are beautiful in my eyes, and yes, I know you’re 
going to stumble.” But God.  

You don’t trade in a car when it gets a flat. You don’t buy a new house when the roof 
needs new shingles. Let’s, with a holy fire, take back our perspective, and realign with 
our purpose, whatever that may be. 

Remember, it all matters. I hear Donnie McClurkin singing in my ear....we fall down, but 
we get up. We fall down, but we get up, ‘cause a saint is just a sinner who fell down, but
didn’t stay there, and got up. 

Rise. Get On Purpose. It’s time to be restored. 

Let us close with Emily P. Freeman’s Prayer for Staring Over....for all of us, no matter what 
we’re planning to undertake...again http://emilypfreeman.com/prayer-sta... 


Some of us carry beginnings around with dread. 
It will be an adventure! they shout from the sidelines. Don’t they remember how hard this is? 
Being new, being alone, learning all over again? 
The prelude to starting over is often one long measure of goodbyes. 
We’re supposed to be looking to the future with bright eyes and hopeful vision, but instead we’re 
lingering in the past, gathering up the moments we’ve just left behind. 
Comfort us in our grief. 
Sustain us for this new journey. 
Energize us to lift our heads and take one step forward into today. 
But that isn’t all. 
Others of us never thought this opportunity would come. 
Starting over is a luxury we never thought we could afford. But then, a gift, a surprise, a miracle. 
And here we are, rich with opportunity, staring down a clean slate, holding on to forgiveness, 
standing on the edge of the brightest horizon. 
For this, we thank You. 
For this, we stand in awe. 
For this, we pray for the courage to believe it’s true and the wisdom to not make the same 
mistakes this time. 
Starting over is joy and trepidation, dread and celebration. 
Sometimes starting over is the opportunity we never wanted and other times it’s the second 
chance we never dreamed we’d get. 
As we stand at new beginnings and grieve those long goodbyes, teach us what it means to hold 
onto what we need for the journey and gently let the rest go. 
You bring new mercies every morning and give us the grace to start over as many times as we 
might need. 
Keep pace with us as we learn to keep pace with You. 
Thank You for not rolling Your eyes when we find ourselves here again. 
Thank You for never leaving us alone. 
Amen. 
 
 





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