Don't you love awkward conversations? Oh, for sure, me too. (Eye roll.) Yet, part of being a good friend is navigating those oh-so-fun talks you'd rather opt out of having.

So, let's talk election and why you matter in this short, BONUS episode.

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Here's an excerpt:

"We cannot base good and evil on our own standards, or, hear me, even on our empathy, because we are subjective and easily swayed. We must have a constant, not a variable, when defining good and evil. Otherwise, we will be influenced by those who call evil, good and good, evil. Without using the Word as our final, foundational authority, we as Christians might confuse compassion with conformity and call evil, good and good, evil."

Slips, spills, and total wipeouts. Whether we laugh or groan, it hurts to crash- both in the literal and figurative.

Let’s chat about the times we get twisted up and turned around as we peek at Psalm 23:3, "He restores my soul."

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Here’s a small excerpt: “It’s normal to shy away from pain, hard conversations, difficult choices, and sacrifices. Yet, when we routinely choose comfort, shortcuts, and a shallow faith because “God just wants me to be happy,” well, that’s horse manure. Comfort isn’t the goal. Obedience is, and I know that’s a horrible marketing strategy. But routinely choosing our own comfort over Christ is an invitation to be cast; off-balance, panicked, and flailing in desperation.”

Maybe it's the election. Maybe it's a health crisis. Maybe it's too much month and too little means. Whatever the reason, if you find yourself weary of life and thirsty for peace, join me as we continue our series, “It’s a Psalm 23-Kinda Day.” We’ll crack open the back-half of Psalm 23:2 where rest is restored and chaos quenched.

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Here’s a small excerpt: “But as the saying basically goes, “You can lead a sheep to water, but you can’t make her drink...” We have a choice what we will drink. When I read Psalm 23:2, “He leads me beside still waters,” I want it to be just a sweet little picture, a promise that life won’t be chaotic. Yet, we live in a world blinded by brokenness. We are deeply flawed and thirsting. ”