Monday Morning Post: You, Them and Others
This week provided an opportunity to see myself in a not so very proud posture. I recognized myself in a rather less than becoming pose. I found myself grazing in a self-serving meadow.
What set this up was any number of events that curtailed any plans or schedule I had created for myself. In other words, all MY plans were ruined by the needs of others.
While I focused on MY loss of time, MY plans falling by the wayside, MY angst and frustration began to show it's ugly side. I was so filled with SELF worth, that I allowed my vision to be blinded by it.
It's not the first time I've visited here, I know the route very well. No need for a GPS. In fact I have a standing invitation at the 'I, Me, Mine' bed and breakfast. A very quaint little place that serves only me. If there's any positive here, it's that I don't visit much any more, and when I do it's usually a very short stay. And that was the case this week. Though it was a momentary layover, it still left a smudge on my week.
This week provided an opportunity to see myself in a not so very proud posture. I recognized myself in a rather less than becoming pose. I found myself grazing in a self-serving meadow.
What set this up was any number of events that curtailed any plans or schedule I had created for myself. In other words, all MY plans were ruined by the needs of others.
While I focused on MY loss of time, MY plans falling by the wayside, MY angst and frustration began to show it's ugly side. I was so filled with SELF worth, that I allowed my vision to be blinded by it.
It's not the first time I've visited here, I know the route very well. No need for a GPS. In fact I have a standing invitation at the 'I, Me, Mine' bed and breakfast. A very quaint little place that serves only me. If there's any positive here, it's that I don't visit much any more, and when I do it's usually a very short stay. And that was the case this week. Though it was a momentary layover, it still left a smudge on my week.
I'd love to tell you that a voice came thundering out of the wilderness and spoke what I deserved. But it was a much less dramatic scene that brought me back to my senses. As I sat quietly praying I was overcome with the humble act of serving.
'For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give His life as a ransom for many." ...(Mark 10:45 ESV)
What occurred was my focus shifting to YOU, THEM and OTHERS instead of ME, MYSELF and I. It's was simple, childlike, and so freeing.
The mindset was one of I'm a servant with no needs, "The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want..." (Psalm 23:1 ESV). That anything I NEEDED to get done would get done by the provision of God. I know this, I found this out before. I know it to be truth. Yet I stray.
What a God that would have the patience to love one as I; to continue to mold and strengthen me to be all that I am made for, and to do it unconditionally. A God that wipes that smudge away.
So friends, take the precautions to keep your vision clear. Stay on His path, stay by His side, and by all means stay in His word. It was through prayer that I came to see myself and my situation clearly.
"Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you." (1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 ESV)
No value can be put on the peace that I felt by that clarity, the joy I experience by serving, or the love that I felt by His compassionate understanding.
Pray on,
Eddy
...and somehow all that needed to get done, DID.
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