From the Publisher
101 Cups of Water
“Refreshingly honest and disarmingly vulnerable.”
–CECIL MURPHEY, best-selling coauthor of 90 Minutes in
Heaven and Heaven Is Real
“C. D. Baker shows us all the surprising times and places we can drink from God’s cup.”
–LUCI SHAW, poet and author of Breath for the Bones, The Crime of Living Cautiously, and Accompanied by
Angels; writer in residence at Regent College
“Every soul can find rest and peace in these perfect little sips.”
–RAY BLACKSTON, author of Flabbergasted
“David Baker invites readers into a perilous journey to the headwaters. You will find your preconceived notions of Christianity challenged, your veneer of pretense sanded down, and the bare wood of your thirsty soul exposed. These brief devotional readings strip away the facade and take us honestly to our longing for Living Water–and the quenching of your thirsty soul. Come–take and drink these surprisingly deep little cups of fresh, clear water for your soul.”
–JANE RUBIETTA, author of Come Closer: A Call to Life, Love, and Breakfast on the Beach
Read an Excerpt
A Cup of Grace
I can’t live the Christian life.
Don’t tell anyone, but I’ve tried and I’ve tried and I can’t. I haven’t loved God with all my heart, soul, and mind, and I certainly haven’t loved my neighbors as myself. It’s that simple.
The Big Lie that’s weighed so heavily on me is that I can make my Christian life “work.” It’s a lie that has stood in the way of my enjoying true communion with God, a lie that’s kept me from more fully appreciating the beauty of the creation around me and the community of others.
So, yes, I admit that I can’t make my Christian life work. Praise be to God, who has freed me from the trying. He’s shown me that only Christ can live the Christian life, and he lives that life through me more fully as I get that trying-harder Self out of his way (Galatians 3).
So what do I do? I ask the Holy Spirit to show me my weakness, my sin, my need. I bring it all to the cross. And when the good news of God’s love pours over me, it is then I realize, with my heart filled with gratitude, that Christ lives through me.
No, I can’t live the Christian life on my own–and he loves me anyway.