Monday,
July 1, 2013 (7:10 a.m.)
Holy God,
I love You. I want desperately to get past this ridiculous bit of
grudge holding I'm doing. It reminds me so very much of cutting off
one's nose to spite the face. I seem to be going from bad to worse
here.
A feeling got hurt. There was some frustration. Communication became
ineffective. Reminders of grace were replaced by an air of
civility. Yuck! It all reeks to high heaven. And even that hasn't
jolted me back to better behavior.
So where do I go? Where I started to come last night. To You. Blessed
Father, You raised me better than this! You truly brought me From
Death to New Life (Ephesians
2:1-10). And I keep slipping back to old behaviors.
My feelings get hurt. I start
building a defense for myself in my mind. I hold tightly to
grievances, be they real or just perceived. I won't let go of the
hurt. I feel wronged and I just don't want to take it anymore. Is
this more than a mere miscommunication? Or is it really just as easy
as letting go and letting You be God?
Yeah. I like that I idea! In my own
strength and power I've tried to set things straight. Intellectually
I know
what You would have me do. Forgive. Trust You. Offer grace. Every
single time I am unable to do what You have raised me to know is the
better way, I have the choice of allowing Your Holy Spirit to work
through me to Your end.
Forgive
me Dearest Father for once again squelching Your call to what You
have raised me to. 1Thessalonians 5:19 says, “Do not smother the
Holy Spirit.” Far too readily and easily I do exactly that. Time
and time again. Father,
I love You. Forgive me.
Paul wrote to the people of Ephesus to
strengthen their relationships with You and with each other. We need
that right now Dearest God. You are so rich in mercy (Ephesians 2:4).
You love us so much. You raised us up with You and seated us with You
in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus (v. 6). This is something I
cannot continue taking lightly.
Forgive
me I pray. I love You. Empower me to trust and serve You far better than
I do. Truly, You raised me better than this! Amen.
(398
words ~ 8:19 a.m.)
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