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I had a hard lesson to learn these last few weeks about trust, friends, and most specifically about forgiveness. I had forgotten to talk to God, to ask Him for directions, instead when I talked to him, I gave Him a menu of my wants and figured since He was so smart, He would find a way to fill all the items on the menu. Very selfish way for me to be, so He yanked the floor out from under my feet and He taught me this instead.
He taught me that my prayer closet is not a physical place, but a compartment in my heart that I need to open up to Him on a daily basis.To allow Him to channel my emotions, and a compartment of my brain where I can store His teachings. He challenged me to be intimate with Him with my thoughts, be it anger, bitterness, joy, love, to let Him know where I stand in regards to being a witness to Him. I had slipped away from His grasp lately. Getting caught up in the demands of the day, His voice being drowned out by the loudness of alarm clocks, telephones, car pools, pagers, traffic. I had forgotten about His saving grace and was intent on only what I needed to get through the day.It was temporary amnesia, can I claim insanity as my plea?
He taught me a way to hear Him, He helped to settle my soul and to approach Him quietly waiting for His first word, instead of demanding He hear mine. He also led me to the following scripture that slammed home the lesson of yesterday:
Progress in intimacy with God means progress toward silence. "For God alone my soul waits in silence," Psalm 62:1
Many of you here have expressed yourselves well when you are faced with the latest trial in your life. In my last trial, I bogged down in the quicksand of pity and despair. Had I had my feet planted on firmer ground, I am sure that what occurred would have had a much better ending than it did. I just wanted to share this with all of you.
He taught me that my prayer closet is not a physical place, but a compartment in my heart that I need to open up to Him on a daily basis.To allow Him to channel my emotions, and a compartment of my brain where I can store His teachings. He challenged me to be intimate with Him with my thoughts, be it anger, bitterness, joy, love, to let Him know where I stand in regards to being a witness to Him. I had slipped away from His grasp lately. Getting caught up in the demands of the day, His voice being drowned out by the loudness of alarm clocks, telephones, car pools, pagers, traffic. I had forgotten about His saving grace and was intent on only what I needed to get through the day.It was temporary amnesia, can I claim insanity as my plea?
He taught me a way to hear Him, He helped to settle my soul and to approach Him quietly waiting for His first word, instead of demanding He hear mine. He also led me to the following scripture that slammed home the lesson of yesterday:
Progress in intimacy with God means progress toward silence. "For God alone my soul waits in silence," Psalm 62:1
Many of you here have expressed yourselves well when you are faced with the latest trial in your life. In my last trial, I bogged down in the quicksand of pity and despair. Had I had my feet planted on firmer ground, I am sure that what occurred would have had a much better ending than it did. I just wanted to share this with all of you.