I got up this morning saying to myself, "My attack
thoughts are on the march." I picked up one of my books of daily spiritual
insights, and today’s message is, "I pray I may welcome
difficulties." Don't tell me God isn't aware of my every need.
I sat down and listed some of the things my attack thoughts
are revisiting...nothing new nor different which is the good news. But in
the sitting and pondering, a blinding flash of the obvious: All of these are
God's "rod and staff." What a comfort that is to me. Which is exactly
what my beloved 23rd Psalm promises.
All my uglies were hand-picked by me. Maybe it's like that
old novelty song says, "When they were passing out noses, I thought they
said roses, and I said, 'I'll have a big red one.'" But for sure, when I
was making my selections, I was following my ego's dictates, and the ego always
legislates for itself. So these are the tools I chose. I have used them for
years, and they never did for me what my ego promised...and promises
still.
Here’s the good news…I get to regift them! I get to give them
over to God which God then uses as his rod and staff to bring me back into the
fold, his world.
This is why I pray I may welcome difficulties...to give to
God for him to use for my benefit. Otherwise, they remain my ego's
self-determined objectives, and I'm just building more rues, regrets and
remorses.
Thank you.
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