Control is the inner disease of those who need stability and order to function.

To become more like Jesus we must understand that the only growth we can be in charge of is our own.

We grow when the walls press in. We grow when life steals our control. We grow in darkness.

When the world careens out of control, we can rest in the fact that God spun this world with a simple word. Matter from emptiness. Beauty from void. Community from chaos.

As I look back over my mountains of growth and compare them to the molehills where I stagnated, community often made the difference.

Jesus wastes none of our stories, even our tales of woe. He transforms them into epic adventures where we dare to face our past for the sake of our present.