What if I never had to wrestle through weakness again
What if I was gifted with holy fearlessness
What if we all listened as well as we interrupt
What if I quit giving Satan so much credit and started accepting responsibility for the potholes in my life
What if the Church would simply rise to the level of basic faithfulness, not even mentioning the excellence that we were left here for
What if we cared more about being holy than we care about being happy
What if Christians loved one another and thought it was significant enough to find out what that really means
What if I hurt more for not giving forgiveness as I do when others do something to me which would require my forgiveness
What if you quit hiding your bitterness and welcomed God to break you so He might use you again
What if the younger stopped ignoring those who are older
What if the older stopped resenting those who are younger
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 i stopped believing the lie that God only uses the strong
What if you mastered the art of not caring who gets the credit
What if I learned to cry about the right things
What if I remembered to laugh more than furrow my brow
What if a child was able to find something heroic in you
What if you believed there was still something heroic to be found in you
What if we refused to go through the motions and, instead, tarried before God until we were filled by the Holy Spirit
What if everyone in your church thirsted for God’s glory more than anything else
What if each of us lived today, sensing fully the lavish acceptance we have been granted in Christ
What if we really believed that Grace can turn all our what-if’s into Yes, Indeed’s