The Simplest Things

The simplest things move me forward in my faith.
Reading a passage of Scripture at the beginning--or the end--of the day. Or both.
Playing worship music. Singing along. Or not.
Admitting to someone that I've been less-than Christ-like in my actions. I've doubted. I've been unforgiving. I've been too harsh or judgmental.
Saying "Thank you" for the blessings in my life.
Posting Scripture up on my kitchen cabinets so that I see it during the day and am reminded of the truth. Here's my newest one:
The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases,
His mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is thy faithfulness.
"The LORD is my portion," says my soul, therefore I will hope in him."
~Lamentations 3:22-24

Just Thinking Out Loud: This Accidental Pharisee has to remember to keep it simple. Stop making faith oh-so complicated. Jesus didn't. I shouldn't.

On another note:The news about musician's Steven Curtis' Chapman's family deeply grieves me. Their youngest daughter, Maria Sue, 5, was killed in a tragic car accident. Please surround this family with your prayers.