The longer, hopefully, the closer I walk w/ the Lord, the more I realize why certain sins in others drive me the battiest, it’s because my sin in someone else is usually the most repulsive. Not always, and obviously people that hurt children are the exception. No, what I mean are the people that are too hard for me to get past. There haven’t been 50 of them or anything but, occasionally, one pops up & I just can’t seem to get past both what they’ve done & what they continue to do, seemingly w/o any idea that they could be wrong.
And what I’ve come face to face with is the traitor in my heart. He’s the one that likes to be right, 99.9% of the time. He’s the one that will explain to you, in depth, why someone else is wrong. And as is often the case, there is a truth to what’s being said. Except. Except. Except for the fact, that this heart-felt traitor, isn’t leading me in righteousness; right thinking, right meditating, in fact, he is a compatriot of anger, malicious intent, & prideful planting of my “my rights”.
So, my conclusion then, is to find the still, small voice of reason. He’s the one/the Spirit of God/the Holy Spirit of God/who speaks in a vocabulary of practicality. And reminds me that I was bought w/ a price, a priceless gift, salvation through the blood of JC. So then, when my mental thoughts become bullets shaped like pointed fingers, and I’m firing them through a cranial double-barrel shotgun in my mind, it’s time to get quiet.
And the Lord is faithful enough to provide me w/ both the perfect illustration & perspective so that, I lay my gun of blame down & pick up His holy/perfect Word of God. And this is what I read this afternoon:
The Parable of the Pharisee and the Tax Collector
9 Also He spoke this parable to some who trusted in themselves that they were righteous, and despised others: 10 “Two men went up to the temple to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector. 11 The Pharisee stood and prayed thus with himself, ‘God, I thank You that I am not like other men—extortioners, unjust, adulterers, or even as this tax collector. 12 I fast twice a week; I give tithes of all that I possess.’ 13 And the tax collector, standing afar off, would not so much as raise his eyes to heaven, but beat his breast, saying, ‘God, be merciful to me a sinner!’ 14 I tell you, this man went down to his house justified rather than the other; for everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted.”
Happy Saturday everybody!
And what I’ve come face to face with is the traitor in my heart. He’s the one that likes to be right, 99.9% of the time. He’s the one that will explain to you, in depth, why someone else is wrong. And as is often the case, there is a truth to what’s being said. Except. Except. Except for the fact, that this heart-felt traitor, isn’t leading me in righteousness; right thinking, right meditating, in fact, he is a compatriot of anger, malicious intent, & prideful planting of my “my rights”.
So, my conclusion then, is to find the still, small voice of reason. He’s the one/the Spirit of God/the Holy Spirit of God/who speaks in a vocabulary of practicality. And reminds me that I was bought w/ a price, a priceless gift, salvation through the blood of JC. So then, when my mental thoughts become bullets shaped like pointed fingers, and I’m firing them through a cranial double-barrel shotgun in my mind, it’s time to get quiet.
And the Lord is faithful enough to provide me w/ both the perfect illustration & perspective so that, I lay my gun of blame down & pick up His holy/perfect Word of God. And this is what I read this afternoon:
The Parable of the Pharisee and the Tax Collector
9 Also He spoke this parable to some who trusted in themselves that they were righteous, and despised others: 10 “Two men went up to the temple to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector. 11 The Pharisee stood and prayed thus with himself, ‘God, I thank You that I am not like other men—extortioners, unjust, adulterers, or even as this tax collector. 12 I fast twice a week; I give tithes of all that I possess.’ 13 And the tax collector, standing afar off, would not so much as raise his eyes to heaven, but beat his breast, saying, ‘God, be merciful to me a sinner!’ 14 I tell you, this man went down to his house justified rather than the other; for everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted.”
Happy Saturday everybody!