O.MY.WORD.
That cut to the quick last
night as I wrapped up this great little book while sitting on the couch next to
my wife. I think she heard me audibly gasp to catch my breath after feeling my
chest cave from the weight of that accurate indictment.
TWO observations:
ONE: We often think waffling
is more spiritual than confident assurance. By so doing, we make cowardice
ideal and courage anomalous. At least apparently we do if a cursory glance at
the state of men in the American church is to be considered evidence for the
plaintiffs.
TWO: We ignore Scripture and
pursue vanity. We elevate a principle of soothsaying over that clearly
articulated in the Bible. Our happiness cannot come from finding the right
“one” to marry, the right job to perform, the right major to pursue in college,
the right college to attend, the right value meal to order. It CANNOT. Yet, we
ignore this clear admonition. Not only that, but we ask God to bless our
ignorance, which is downright ARROGANT!
Like I said before.
O.MY.WORD.
My heart recoiled within me.
These sharp words divided my
marrow from my bone and I am thankful for it.
God,
Grant me courage to be
confident in You.
May I take risks because I’m
confident You don’t.
I can trust You.
You’re good and you pursue
my good and Your glory better than I can and do.
Because of Jesus I am
confident.
Because of Jesus I am free
to live in bondage to Him, not bondage to my best life now, before and later in
the vanity of this lifetime and livelihood.
Amen.
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