Gina Detweiler
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Gina is a story teller, a dreamer, and an avid coffee drinker. She longs to find God in ordinary moments and embrace the story he intended for her to live, while encouraging others to join her on the way. She lives out life's adventures in sunny Central Oregon with her...

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  1. Beautiful, beautiful…I am learning to walk away from sin, to not wait for the painful reminder of sin’s consequences.

    • You’re welcome! I think that’s a life long journey we walk out-always choosing to walk closer to Jesus and farther from sin.

      Blessings on your journey!

  2. I really appreciated this post…and I love the analogy of sin and the soap. This is a lesson that I’ve been learning in my own life. Thank you for sharing!

    • Thank you! I think that’s a lesson we get to learn all of our lives-lets pray we all learn it quickly! And practice or daily!

  3. “I have not only a rescuer but a redeemer.”
    “When sin entangles, there is hope.”

    Those two statements have always carried me through in life. He has made those so real to me. I’m thankful for all the attributes that the Lord has, but Redeemer is my favorite one.

    • I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately-I am so grateful for the redemption and rescue that the Lord offers us. So grateful and changed by it. He is good. That’s all there is to it.

  4. Gina,

    Wonderful analogy!!! 🙂

    This is a tough lesson to learn, but learn it we must! Sin is just waiting around every corner and prayer is our best effort to thwart it off and not have the sting/rash of it on us.

  5. I really appreciated this analogy. I’ve often thought of soap like our Savior, He washes away the sin. I always enjoy a different perspective.

  6. Very good. I’m brain injured. This world is confusing. My swirling world of misunderstanding, over reacting in sorrow not anger, its got to be me says my brain as I’m the one not all right anymore. Yet then inhibitions of sharing Jesus and how He’s using some event in such a big way lets me share the interesting, heart wrenching story, but then how Jesus intervenes and so many times…and the person gets to hear of a God who sent His Son, and Jesus and the Living water…. And yesterday, very very weary from the appointments, this one over two hours away, I’m a vessel. Me. Broken. Not a full brain. Able to share Gods Word, and all about Jesus being the Living Water to another….and a harsh cruel word, accusations untrue, shatters my confidence that Jesus is using me. And I pray, oh God take me now. This world would be better. No more burden to others. I’m a heavy burden so they’ve all had me plenty long and they’d be lifted of all the work of me. I cried. God I want to die. On the very day I shared Jesus with a stranger (I get nudges from the Holy Spirit) and then my dear non Christian friend, who I share excitedly two more exciting ways God provided and opened doors that had long been closed in those people’s hearts but opened all because of the planning of this event, and my two year old Grandson who grabbed my. Bible and a movie Cars held less interest so off it went…and I told him God is love. Jesus loves Xander. As he asks me a question about the Word. I get to share about Jesus. As he opens hymnals to play the piano, I sing the words of praise…yet that very same evening I am rushed and shattered and want to just be gone by a vicious attack on my character by someone who knows God was using me. In your writing I see that I get to be restored to clear thinking. Though the hurt is there, joy robbed, in reading your post I see my Lord saying Gwen Yes You are of worth. I made you broken too. And you willingly share your faith for that is not broken. You are forgiven for your deep sorrow and confusion. That person admitted fault. You are not angry with that person so why be angry at yourself??? You are just as I want you. I know it hurts to be not well. But one day you’ll be made whole again. So I though still bruised and still confused, do see that satan of course would want me dead! People’s lives are changing because of it. Your post…you didn’t realize it would open this kind of floodgate to such a different kind of story but its helped me begin to realize not eveything is my fault because I’m brain damaged–those that twist it to be that way are using my disability to justify their cruel words and behavior. I’ve got The Lord fighting for me. I just stand still. Exodus 14:14. Not think I’m the one to die

    • I will pray for you. That you would begin to sense God’s redemption in the midst of your story, in your braveness and in your struggle may you see him made real. We are all broken in one way or another, but still he uses us. It’s hard to believe sometimes, but he does. And I pray he will continue to use you. And reveal his goodness to you.

      Blessings. Many blessings upon you Gwen.