So God seems to say, “OK, I will do as you confess.” The next thing you know, an opportunity to prove our word comes our way, and at the first chance we get to substantiate our confession, we totally blow it.
My family and I live on a farm with a main house and a small cottage. After graduating high school, my twin daughters moved into the cottage while they attend local colleges or pursue their early adult interests. I love having them close by, but being the protective fatherly type, I tend to keep at least one eye towards the cottage and its goings on. I have a small set of rules about what happens on our property which they seem to abide pretty well.
Well, one morning I needed to find something that I thought was in the main room of the cottage and decided to enter the cottage after only a brief knock. To my surprise . . . Continue reading
These past several months have been months of many personal trials and tribulations. Most of which have revealed masks and faces of me into whose eyes I would rather not have stared. It is obvious to me that I still have much to overcome in moving from my “old self” into victory and abundance. I have never lost my vision for what the grace of God is all about. I have no uncertainty that God can and will deliver me into a new self as He promises in His Word. What I struggle with is my own walk and ability to just let Him do His work.
You see, I never cease to amaze myself in my efforts to be contrary to God. I know that the struggles we all face in life are the result of our original fallen natures and the world in which we live. But sometimes I look at the lives of even the unsaved of the world and wonder why they seem so well adjusted and at relative peace with the world when my life seems to be filled with a personal war against my wretched self.
I am at the point where the walls that I must overcome are of such magnitude that only God can deal the victory. I require a momentous miracle in my life. Nothing I can do in the natural world can save me. . . . Continue reading