God's been challenging me the past couple of weeks, and I heard Him loud and clear. He kept telling me to slow down, slow down. Don't be so quick to judge. Don't be so quick to anger. Don't be so quick to get offended. I'll admit, sometimes His voice came to me in the form of my friend (who shall not be named lo)l, "slow your rolllllll homie." Physically, mentally, spiritually I've been so impatient. Impatient with people, impatient with God, impatient with results, impatient with myself. I picture my inner self at war with each other constantly, and it sucks to admit that my better half admits defeat most of the time. I always wish to take preventative measures when it comes to sin through the Word and prayer, but how come it's always that I turn to God after I've made that mistake? I'm like a child who hides in their closet in fear that their parents will find the crayon markings all over the walls, or like a dog that cowers with its tail in between its legs because it pooped on the living room floor. I'm not so afraid before I do what I know is wrong because I justify my actions in every way possible to make it sound like I'm fine, but you feel the full blow of nauseating guilt soon afterward. Why is it so difficult to stay out of sin and fully in love with the Lord?? When we confess with our mouths that Jesus is our Lord and Savior and that He deserves everything it makes sense, it sounds so simple. But it's so hard to do.
"Be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God." Ephesians 5:1-2
I want to be a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to You because You gave it all for us first.
