I can’t die.
The Lord needs me.
I’m not finished here.
I have Lyme disease; I can very well die from it. These are lies I have comforted myself with to keep my fear abated.
I don’t want to die! I rather like living. Life is beautiful
no matter how much pain I’m in. But that’s where I've erred. I've derailed my
spiritual train. It crashed and was burning.
I made an idol out of my life. My physical life. Not how I’m
living it, or what I’m doing with it (and not doing) I have held onto it with such a tight grasp
that I wouldn't even let the Lord touch it. If I had it in my hands and I was
in control of it then I felt secure. Nothing would happen to it without my
permission.
I left my Lord. I stopped loving the Lord the way He
commands (Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all
they soul, and with all thy mind. Matt. 22:37)
I loved my life more than the Life Giver.
I loved my life more than the Life Giver.
My life had become an idol.
Throughout the entirety of my sickness (since last June) I
knew the Lord wanted me to give Him my life. I managed to keep Him quiet in
that matter by not listening. I opened up my heart to Him, except that one
area.
That wasn't enough for Him. God desires to be Lord of
everything, not just portions of our lives.
As time would have it, I distanced myself from the Lord. I
didn't want to give Him my life. Didn't I have the right to keep anything? (the
answer to that is no) I was afraid of what would happen, and in case you’re
wondering, I wasn't exactly all that happy.
Half of my family stayed home from church this past Sunday. (due to my
current state of health, I’m unable to attend church) We listened to a sermon
on loving God.
Five minutes in and I’m convicted. Half-way through I knew what I needed to do. By the end of it I had resolved to return to my First Love.
Dad asked what I had gotten out of the sermon, and as I began telling them the tears started flowing.
Five minutes in and I’m convicted. Half-way through I knew what I needed to do. By the end of it I had resolved to return to my First Love.
Dad asked what I had gotten out of the sermon, and as I began telling them the tears started flowing.
Tears of shame and repentance.
With the change of the season, the Lord brought a season of
change to my heart. My life is not mine at all. The Lord died so that I could
have life. I can show my love and give my life back to Him.
I trust the Lord completely. Whatever happens, I am in His hands.
Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and
with all they soul, and with all thy mind. Matthew 22:37
Is there an idol in your life? Have you left your First
Love?
Wow, that was really good, Haley.
ReplyDeleteI wonder how many of us have that same idol without knowing it. Thanks for posting this.
Ditto Jonny! That was exactly what I needed to hear, Haley. Thank you so much for posting. <3 <3
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