Take the Stairs - Louie Giglio

[@SlavicaPetrusevskaArt]

Serve wherever you are, serving give a Glory to Jesus ❤

[@jonathanstevenson9223]

I’ve always wanted to speak to 8th graders about my past and the reality of what’s cool and what’s not . What’s cool to the human world got me 4 years in jail/prison but what’s great is that God protected me and changed my life completely! I want to help kids before they completely go down the wrong path😊🙏

[@robinpalmer1438]

Ali fuzzie please

[@robinpalmer1438]

Doctor gave me allergy

[@SlavicaPetrusevskaArt]

You are blessed because you have meetings with Jesus in person.Thanks God for His desire to know Him better here before we are going to be in heaven ❤

[@mattegix]

5:15 I listened to this while driving a recycling truck and it grabbed my attention and had me compelled.

[@KingdomMusicCitizens]

❤

[@sherylgomes4658]

Love this!

[@chuckoverstreet8829]

Seek first the kingdom thank you Louis Butch Giglio

[@anne-mariepretorius3900]

Thank you Pastor Louis for remind me again what my purpose is in life, to give my best, know God and do my job that's acceptable in the eyes of the Lord Please pray for me to remain strong even through difficult times Amen🙌🙌

[@PTSDThroughtheDarkness]

Fantastic message. So applicable to LIFE, not only profession. In my walk with PTSD, I am becoming more and more convinced that God is concerned with the "What will you do THROUGH your journey with PTSD, that will make My name great and known?" God uses it all. How will I be distinct in my walk through the tough seasons in life?

[@melissaburger8139]

Thank you Louie Giglio and thank you Father. This sermon has changed my life.

[@shellyfigueroa6278]

TY vessel for God . Yes to know him is to share him. In Jesus name amen. Loved this teaching , what a disiple display!!!!!! Bless you teacher 🙏💯

[@beverleypender5931]

Amen. And amen and amen1

[@brooklynnnorris4605]

Yes, Louie! YAAAAS

[@petedaviau]

Amen ! 👐👐👐

[@jenniferannfox2316]

What do we do when people insists they don't think we have any good? Does God put us in relationships where our good is never seen? if the message is never accepted? What do we do when someone we love says they see no good in us?

[@vuho2075]

Who cares what other people think? It's a free country. Somebody likes me. That's nice. Someone else hates me. That's OK, too. I know who I am and don't need to validate myself with anyone else's opinions.

[@turneroneal7865]

I pray that God will use Me to bring people to Know Jesus Christ... Through God's Cross Art... God Created me with the ability to use both my hands to hold a paint brush... As a child... I got into TROUBLE ALOT... ( ADHD...) I was in the 2nd grade... It was March 24, 1978... Easter weekend... I came home from the school Easter egg hunt and ran through the front door of the house... My 2yr old brother was on the couch... Mama was at her sewing machine... And My Daddy was hanging a picture on the wall for Mama... My older sister hadn't made it in the house yet... ( I zoomed past her with My Easter basket surprise...) "Mama!!! ... Guess what???..." I exclaimed... Out of breath... Flopping down on the couch beside my baby brother... Who was now digging through my basket full of eggs looking for a piece of candy... Like a starved raccoon in an empty trash can... "What are you so excited about???" Mama asked me... I took my brother's hand and placed a "GOLDEN EGG" in it... I whispered in his ear... " Go show Mama what Jesus left on the ground for you at the Easter pick nick today..." He smiled so big and screamed with laughter... "Mine???"... He asked me... "Yes... All yours... Go show Mama..."... I answered... "Mine Mama... Angie said Mine Mama..." My baby brother said as he crawled up on to Mama's lap... Mama winked at me... and smiled... I winked back... I had found the Golden Egg at the Easter Celebration... PLUS it was my birthday on Sunday... Double Plus... Sunday was EASTER... March 26th... I was going to be 7yrs old... The same day Jesus was going to celebrate his New Birthday... ( He rose from the grave... He was alive again and so i always looked at it as being his " New Birthday"... I pulled out of the basket...the Prize i got for finding the golden egg... It was one of them wooden paddles with a rubber band stapled to the back of it and a bouncy ball attached to the other end... I got up to go to my room to hide my candy in the closet... As I began walking... I started bouncing the ball back and forth... I WASN'T PAYING ATTENTION... ( ADHD...)... And I bumped into my daddy and suddenly there was a loud CRASHING... Broken glass from the picture frame he was trying to hang was everywhere... I looked up at My Daddy and then closed my eyes and waited for him to get on to me... ( Like he always had to do... )... Aggravated with me... He snatched the paddle board ball out of my hand... Yanked the rubber band from it... then picked me up to keep me from stepping on the glass... I watched the rubber ball roll under the couch as he carried me down the hall and put me down at my bed room door... "Don't come out until I call you..." I closed the door and thought of that rubber ball... "If only I had kept it in my basket... But My hands JUST HAD TO BE BUSY... I looked at them and for a slight moment I "HATED" them... I began to pray... " Father God... Did baby Jesus EVER get in trouble when he was a kid... Were his hands hard to keep from being SO BUSY like mine... I wish FOREVER right now that I knew what to do with MY BUSY BODY HANDS... I'm weary from getting into all this TROUBLE they ALWAYS get me into... Help me Lord Jesus... Give me something BETTER to do with these "THINGS" you call my hands... I don't want them anymore... I'm giving them right... Slap... Back to you... They're yours...you figure out what to do with them...!!!" I finished my broken hearted prayer... Picked up my Easter basket... My wooden paddle... WITHOUT THE BOUNCY BALL... And went to my closet... Sat down at my toy box / desk...( Where I always did my homework...) And cried... A few seconds later... I realized I was sitting on something and stood up... It was a turquoise crayon... My favorite crayon... Everything i colored was THIS color...😂... THEN... I heard a voice tell me to "DRAW"... since it was Easter I thought of the CROSS... AND... Well... GOD answered my prayer... I've been drawing every since that day... And now My prayer is that God would use the Cross Art the HOLY SPIRIT inspires me to draw to bring people to Know Jesus and be saved... "I hold the paint brush but GOD draws each Cross..."... That's My Testimony... Please pray for me to be used by God for this purpose... Thank You... Turner O'Neal ❤

[@11redsfan03]

what version of the verse was he reading again?

[@deanthemechanic8414]

New American Standard