Just some simple thoughts from a simple minded person that scream to be written down.
I never thought I would be in this position. I mean, I never ASKED for this. I hate drama. I will do anything to avoid it. I know a lot of people say this, but I much much much rather fix something than create the problem. But that's where I get into trouble. I try to fix something and instead I end up creating so much CRAP that it's hard to sort out. Sometimes I have to know when I just can't help- all I can do is pray. And I know prayer is powerful, but sometimes it feels like a complete cop-out answer.
I try to love on people as best I can. But someone said something that got me thinking. Love is more than just glossing over a problem and ignoring it altogether. I mean, look at God's love for us. He treats us as sons and daughters (something He's been teaching me lately). This means He disciplines us like sons and daughters as well. He doesn't gloss over problems, pretending like they're not there. He punches us in the face with our problems. "Hey, let's deal with this. But not just you, because I know you're not strong enough. Let's DEAL with this. Fist fight with it, come on! I've already conquered hell and satan, I think I can help you out with this if you would let Me." I am made in His image, I strive to be like Christ. He is love and I long to love man like He does. This means not glossing over problems. This means not pretending like things are okay when they're not. This means dealing taking off the gold-plated exterior and ripping out the rotting wood inside, rendering it onto God.
This means not being a sissy about confrontation– something I am all too often.
What I do know, for sure, as a fact and what I cling on to: Christ died for me. I didn't deserve it. I'm a sinner, I fail to turn to Him for so much. I fail to communicate with Him. I hurt Him daily, even though I don't want to. I much rather bring a smile to His face, but I fail. Yet He died for me. He DIED. And then He went and fought satan in hell as if it wasn't enough to battle temptation while He was on earth. And He rose, so I could know that I have eternal life through Him and Him only. Not because of anything I've done, but because of His grace.
I love You, Abba.
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