I love formulas. Not
necessarily the mathematical sort but the “if X
then Y” sort. If I do this then
this will happen. If my attitude is this
then the outcome will be such. I love
the idea that there is predictability.
Control. I am fooling myself.
I live in a home with six other people. As much as I would like it to be different, I
have no control over them. Yes, I can
make consequences, but I cannot control.
And I really don’t think it is in their or my best interest if I do the
controlling anyways. But at times I want
to know the outcome. If I teach
gratitude my children will be grateful.
If I value cleanliness my children will pick up after themselves. If I make them well balanced meals my family
will be healthy. If my children see me
value church and the Lord they will also.
If I pray enough in the morning I will have a blessed day. If I am nice enough then my relationships
will all go well (for me).
What I do have control over is me. My attitude, my response, my actions. And that. Is. It.
I feel my Spirit is in a sort of revival. I have a new desire for Scripture
memory. For journaling during quiet
time. A hunger to know more of Him. To encourage others. To give grace frivolously. Because if grace is undeserved then why
shouldn’t it be given frivolously? I
want to receive that kind from Him. And
I want to give that to others.
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