What if I lived regularly with holy fearlessness and never quaked at risk?
What if we all listened with the same skill with which as we interrupt?
What if I quit giving Satan so much credit and started accepting responsibility for the progress-breaking potholes in my life?
What if the Church would simply rise to the level of basic faithfulness, not even mentioning the excellence for which we are left here?
What if we pursued being holy with greater intensity than we chase after being happy?
What if I hurt more for not granting forgiveness as I do when others do something to me which would require my forgiving them?
What if you quit excusing your bitterness and welcomed God to break you so He might use you again?
What if the younger stopped ignoring those who are older and ignorantly scoffing at what they might offer?
What if the older stopped resenting those who are younger, arrogantly dismissing the possibility that they see a better way?
What if I never gave in to the feeling that my best years are behind me?
What if one generation could graciously pass the torch to the next without throwing the waters of suspicion on the flame?
What if you mastered the art of not caring who gets the credit?
What if I learned to cry about the right things and didn’t rush to wipe the tears off my face?
What if I remembered to laugh more heartily than I furrow my brow?
What if a child was able to find something heroic in you?
What if you risked believing that there was still something heroic to be found in you?
What if we refused to go through the motions and, instead, desperately tarried before God until we were filled by the Holy Spirit?
What if even 1 out of every 4 people in your home church thirsted for God’s glory more than anything else?
What if each of us lived today, believing fully the lavish acceptance we have been granted in Christ and let others wrestle with our liberty while we chose to enjoy it?
What if we really believed that Grace can turn all our What-If’s into Yes, Indeed’s…
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