Wake up, soul. Wake up and love.
"We may have to wake up our souls a million times a day." These are the words said by some girl. A few years ago I took a trip to Atlanta to the International House of Prayer (IHOP). Poor girl, if I ever see her again, I will thank her and ask her name. And hug her. I am so thankful God put those 13 words in her heart to share with us. I teach 2nd grade. I listen to about 22 million stories from 22 children during the day. My responses matter. Which one will they remember? The quick one that doesn't exactly show I care as much as I really do, or the one that blows their minds and sticks with them forever (in a good way). It's terrifying to think my words, good or bad, may be etched in their brains. That's why. That is why I have to wake up my soul a million times a day. I know who I want to be. I am learning how to act like Jesus. My vision of a "good Christian" is not what it was. Parts of it are still the same, but some little things, that...
