"So I stood there with tears, hands raised, trusting Jesus to be enough. As I reduce, He is enough. As I simplify, He is enough. He is my portion where food and clothes and comfort fall woefully short. He can heal me from greed and excess, materialism and pride, selfishness and envy. While my earthly treasures and creature comforts will fail me, Jesus is more than enough. In my privileged world where 'need' and 'want' have become indistinguishable, my only true requirement is the sweet presence of Jesus.
So I wrote my offering on an index card and left it: 'All of me.' "
So I wrote my offering on an index card and left it: 'All of me.' "
~ from Seven (by Jen Hatmaker)
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