ChristAlive! Archives: Healing
Before I was aware of CIC, I’d been looking for a group where I could be accountable spiritually and have a place to grow in the Lord. When first attending WCIC, I was touched by the women’s honesty, placing Christ first in their lives. I immediately felt their acceptance of me as one of them.
When confronted with challenging circumstances, what do we see – our usual paradigm of the circumstances, or the opportunity for the Lord Jesus Christ to be present, acting among us? Let go of the usual paradigm and look to the risen and living Christ.
We all hope that our passing through this world will make a difference. One way we can do this is by becoming intercessors. We know that God dispatches healing and grace into the lives of those for whom we pray.
When was the last time you spent time in real conversation with another brother or sister in Christ? I have been a CIC member for many years. It has been a source of light and strength for me. I can walk into one of these meetings with something on my mind, talk and pray about it in the group, and leave feeling strengthened by the power of God.
Is something weighing on you that you can bring to a brother or sister to receive guidance?
When I think about trusting God, I’m reminded of the poem about the child who brought a broken toy to God to fix. When the child complained that God had not fixed it, God responded, “My child, you never let it go.”
It’s absolutely amazing when I reflect on the journey that Mary and Joseph made right before the birth of Jesus. I think about what they had to endure to give life to Jesus and also what they endured to give his life to each of us...
Do we see the cross as foolishness or as an example of wisdom and power to be imitated in the daily conduct of our lives? To the Romans and the people of Jesus’ time, the cross was a symbol of dominance, suppression and death. To the Christian, the cross is a symbol of love, giving of self and the ultimate sacrifice...
My life was filled with some anxiousness but mostly excited anticipation while I was searching out where the Lord would have me work. I had heard more stories of men and women searching for work than I could ever remember since graduating from college 40 years ago. It may be that I was hearing more stories since this was the longest I had been out of work myself since college.
It was the first home game of my senior football season at Notre Dame. The game was nationally televised. It was a time of great pride, inflated egos and high expectations. Many in the sporting world were predicting that the game would catapult one of the two teams to the national championship...