Sometimes I wonder if I've gone worldly and disguised it as sophistication. Though it's getting better this year, I still jump every now and then when I hear what I regard to be
"excessive reference to God".
What's this?
Well anything really
"God will lead."
"God will provide."
"God spoke to me."...
anything really.
When I last had a conversation with beat, she pointed out that I'm a really excessively skeptical person.
Like I'd doubt people's intentions and tend to judge their actions by that.
And really, as the conversation continued, it turned ugly. Ugly and uncomfortable because it ventured into talking about me. About my constitution, about my nature.
We explored the idea that I was perhaps projecting my own condition onto others.
Because I trust God little, I sometimes take it as people don't mean it, but rather just say it, when they say "surrender to God".
Because I love so little, I sometimes take as people don't really care about what they are sharing, but are merely concerned with answering the question.
Samuel 12-20 mirrored my condition.
I see david as this trusting, simple person walking amongst hardened, unbelieving Israelites.
and what a stark contrast. Sure, armies of the living God, deliver not by spear or javelin are all pretty cheesy sounding to me... but they're true, are they not?
Isn't it true that God leads? Or that He provides? Or that He speaks?
Isn't it true that I'm the child of a living God? Who delivers, who saves, who loves?
Who guides, who speaks, who provides?
Isn't it also true that when I'm stuck in work, that I really ought to pray?
Isn't it true that when I'm vexed that I ought to submit?
Sigh. This heart is too conformed to the world.
This life too lacking of testimony for any of such phrases to look coherent.
Please dear Lord. You do not save by the sword or spear which may fail.
You save thoroughly.
You can start with me.
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