Do you ever have those days when you are just in a snit? Days when your best effort is nowhere near enough to close the gap of all that needs to be done? Days when “just one more thing” is enough to push you over the edge of reason? Days when you just don’t like what the Bible has to say about things like patience, rejoicing, and kindness?
Believe me, I have plenty of “don’t get it” moments. My good intentions can be misdirected or misinformed.
This is my need for grace—the grace of truth, the grace of forgiveness, the grace of setting me straight.
Have you ever looked at your self, added up your good points, subtracted out your not-so-pretty traits, and then started in on all the reasons why God shouldn’t bother with you? Many of us can be tempted to see our faults and mistakes as things that will always hold us back, tethering our feet to the past and tainting our future.
…Just as you have always obeyed, not as in my presence only, but now much more in my absence, work out your salvation with fear and trembling; for it is God who is at work in you, both to will and to work for His good pleasure. Philippians 2:12b-13 (NAS) …
Why do I do the things I do? If I were able to see a print out of my motivations over the last week, I am sure I would be shocked at how pervasive selfishness is in my thinking. If my eyes are glued to my own problems and plans, I will not truly see the needs and interests of others. It isn’t that I don’t want to–I really do care about other people. It is just that sometimes there doesn’t seem to be much brain-power left after I deal with myself and my stuff. Have you noticed that self-absorption is a consuming state of mind?
Isn’t it great to be one of the family? There is a feeling of security when you know you belong . When you are part of the family, you know where you live…duh. You have a key to the door and you come right on in whenever you want to, because you live there. Right? When you are part of the family, you can help yourself to whatever is in the refrigerator (unless of course, your mom has but an “Eat this and you will Die!” note on the banana pudding. When you are one of the family, you can snuggle up on the couch and put your feet on the coffee table. You can relax because you know you belong. You know you are supposed to live there. You are loved and accepted, even if you are having a bad day and are feeling a little testy.