This afternoon I am reminded of the reality of the parts of me yet unredeemed. I dreamt the other night that I was wearing all black while my car was stolen almost with my permission, as I had left my purse and keys in the car with the doors unlocked. This dream the morning before reading, "I appeal to you, brothers, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, that all of you agree with one another so that there may be no divisions among you and that you may be perfectly united in mind and thought."
Ugh. Looking in that mirror, aware of the anger in my heart, no wonder I feel like the unreverent wretch I am when left to my own devices.
Thanks be that I have NOT been left to my own devices but to leading that is both gentle and strong. Oh Lord, lead me in thy sweet way and grant me understanding. It is not enough to follow you without knowing you. It is not enough to hear your words without understanding them, or worse, to misunderstand them. I have suffered a great pain for misunderstanding. I am not eager to do so again. Lead me on in your kind way, you who are able, I find my rest in you.
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