Amongst all the various debates and arguments and pointless conjecture, there exists a time when your theology and life meet, normally head-stinkin'-on. Think about it, how often does your hypothesis about God actually make it into full-blown life style? Do you often find yourself in a place where what you say necessarily has to match up with what you do? If I claim the sovereignty of God as the very basis of my life and belief system, why, when faced with difficult situations, do I still feel helpless? I know I am. I have nothing of myself that could possibly pull me through. Why do I still cling to those thoughts that I have so tried to distance myself from? Dare I place myself above the very direction of God to “be anxious about nothing?” If there is no worry with God, why do I find myself there? The longing of my heart is to not transgress the first commandment. May I never place my worry or feelings or anything above God himself. For those of you who are wondering, I was delivered some news this evening that I am still processing.
Simul Justus et Peccator
Moon
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God has really blest Mother and I with all of our children. We never take you for granted. We feel blest that God has privileged us so. Love Daddy and Momma
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