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Taking The Bull By The Horns

"It's time to take the bull by the horns," was a frequent expression I heard growing up.   

It's a statement that rolls up many thoughts into one.  Taking a stand; facing fear, challenge and difficulty head on; taking control of your life and situation; and getting things done.   

So much more then words.  

It's a way of living and a way of thinking.  

Being real.  Honest.  Courageous.  Bold. Decisive. Proactive.  

It's leaving the sidelines of life and getting in the fight.  

It's living our faith.

It's knowing who is within us and knowing His surpassing power is at work in our cracked pots! 

But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. 4:7

It is knowing that we have lots coming at us.  Inside and out..but that is not the whole story!

We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; Perplexed, 

but not in despair, persecuted, but not abandoned;  struck down, but not destroyed.  
2 Cor. 4:8-9

We belief and we speak and we do!!!!


With that same spirit of faith we also believe and therefore speak, 


All Because We Know THE ONE... 

...because we know that the one who raised the Lord Jesus from the dead will also raise us with Jesus and present us with you in his presence.

All this is for your benefit, so that the grace that is reaching more and more people may cause thanksgiving to overflow to the glory of God. 13-15


So I might be falling apart physically but by grace am becoming renewed day by day.


Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.
For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. 16-17

So What?  Bring it On!!

So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen.

For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. 4:18


The life in me ALWAYS takes the bull by the horns.
He took out eternal death and He will keep doing it in my life.

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