{What Do I Know of Holy}: A Hospital for the Broken


For those of you who are new around here, my name is Erin and I blog over at Worthy of the Prize. I am so glad that you have decided to join us today - we are on a journey to find true joy this year, knowing that it can only be found in Christ alone.

If you missed last week's introduction to our I HATE RELIGION series, please go here to get caught up and to watch an incredible video that we are going to discuss in depth over the next several weeks, starting right now.

Have you believed the lie that you have to "get it all together" before coming to God?

Do you feel like you need to straighten-up, shape-up or study-up in order to step foot in a church?

Are you worried that you are not good enough?

Please hear me when I say...you are NOT good enough and you NEVER will be. Period.

So stop trying. And hear what the scriptures have to say.


I waited patiently for the LORD;
he turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
out of the mud and mire;
he set my feet on a rock
and gave me a firm place to stand.
He put a new song in my mouth,
a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear and put their trust in the LORD.
{Psalm 40:1-3}



Did you hear that?

God is the one who does the lifting. the changing. the saving. NOT you.

All you have to do is turn to him. come to him. trust him.

Will you stop believing Satan's lies and take that first step?


Church is not a museum for the good. It's a hospital for the broken.

1 comment

  1. Out of all of the lines in the whole poem, that line is my favorite. Such a great reminder of why we go to church every week and how we need to view those that we encounter while we are there.

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