I went to a morning breakfast to meet 5 other guys and apparently I didn’t get the memo that it was actually canceled.
Actually, I lied. I did get it (because I remember it vaguely) but I guess it didn’t register with my brain.
My heart sank. This happens all the time.
We are acceptance magnets.
My pastor Andy Stanley said that last week. It is way too true. I’d like to argue that regardless of where you “sit” socially, from being the President of the United States to whatever, you’re still going to desire and move toward those that accept you.
I struggle with feelings of “being accepted” all the time. It’s just within me to be wanted, cherished, desired, and valued. If you don’t give it to me, I’m probably going somewhere else.
Lord, would you remind me that you accept me? Thanks.