Sunday,
May 26, 2013 (6:00 a.m.)
Yippee
Skippy! Thank You God,
How's this for timing? We covered the clock so we wouldn't keep
checking the time throughout the night. Listening for morning sounds
and looking toward the curtains for signs of daylight was a nice
change. There was even a dream or two. Thank You Father. Thank You.
Yesterday, after never getting here to explore with You, I had the
inclination of examining what is real and what is ideal. So far this
morning I haven't found a lot I can bank on or even really
understand. Instead I am turning to You, asking if this is something
You would have me look into any further.
I love You Father. I like watching You work. What we are experiencing
around here is real. The new patterns and habits that are being
established are really happening. Are they ideal? Maybe not. But they
are real! And I am excited.
Father, I don't know where to go in Your Word to support or dispute
this thought pattern. I'm asking for Your guidance.
What I'm finding, in the simplest explanations of the words, is that
ideal comes from idea and is a standard of perfection. Real, on the
other hand, is true. Actual. I'm going out on a limb here when I
liken Jesus to the only One who meets both criteria.
Father, all this is being said in an effort to ask You to enable me
to lower the expectations I unintentionally set for myself and those
around me. While it's good to have a goal, if I'm constantly
disappointed at no one's ability to meet the expectation I place on
them it is all truly a lesson in futility.
Your glory is our ideal. Romans 3:23 is our reality. And would You
just look at that? I am most familiar with the New King James
Version, “for all have
sinned and fall short of the glory of God,”. The Living
Bible has this to say, “Yes,
all have sinned; all fall short of God's glorious ideal;”.
YOUR ideal is real and not one
any of us is able to meet. Instill in the me the grace and serenity
needed to accept and properly deal with the frustrations and
disappointments that come in that vast chasm between what is ideal
and what is real.
Father, I love You. I trust You
to do in and through and with and for me all that I am unable to
myself. Go before, behind, beside, beneath, above and within me this
day. Cover me with Your ideal love that I would share it freely
in this real, not ideal, world. I love You. Thank You for sharing
time with me this morning. Empower me to use it well. Thank You. I
love You. Amen.
(470 words ~ 7:39 a.m.)
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