Skirmishes

Today’s one of those days I just need to snap out of it. These sinewy, winding thoughts of woe-is-me, ingratitude, and pointlessness are weaving and entangling themselves amongst the firm pillars of Truth that hold my mind together and keep me from falling apart.

I hate those whining thoughts and I wish they would just stay away forever. There was a time when they had almost full control. But their control was a wretched existence for me. An existence of longing for a foundation on which to rest my thoughts, yet finding nothing solid to which I could entrust the most delicate parts of my soul.

But, God.

In His merciful kindness began building the pillars of His eternal truth in my frail and misguided mind. Firm and strong they stand in Him. In me, they are not yet completely set, but becoming more so as His sanctifying Spirit builds this new reality in me from the inside out.

Today the old serpentine thoughts of lies and pride threaten to undermine the work of my Sanctifier.

But, God.

In His gracious guidance led me to His Word, His Truth.

No soldier in active service entangles himself in the affairs of everyday life, so that he may please the one who enlisted him as a soldier. 2 Timothy 2:4

This little life of mine is a skirmish in the battle in the war.

This little life of mine is not about creating a safe little kingdom – decorating my home, cooking gourmet meals for my family, taking care of my needs, reaching for my dreams.

This little life of mine is about pleasing Him who has called me. It’s about taking care of His business for His purposes (which still includes making dinner for my family :)), not this world’s business and busyness.

This little life of mine is about being a little light of His.

All those complaining thoughts are trying to weave and braid themselves into my being. The great Deceiver is trying to entwine himself into the new life I have in the greater Redeemer.

It’s time for me to detach from connection and relationship with the business of this world and reattach to the One who has called me His own, and His ambassador.

Sovereign King,

I am not my own. You have called me to Your service. Remind me that this world is not my home. This world is a battlefield from which You will remove me to eternal peace and rest when Your work in and through me is finished. I did not create myself, therefore I do not own myself. You created. You own. And You are good and kind in Your sovereign rule. Continue to build Your pillars of Truth to fortress my mind in the midst of everyday skirmishes. ~ Amen

 

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