My mind is swirling with a lot of thoughts right now, thanks to having read a couple blogs this afternoon. So much comes to my mind, however, I don't feel it my place to comment on very much. I do not need to insert myself in everyone's battles, an old habit I am trying to break. My father (and husband actually) claim I have "martyr syndrome," a need to try to save the world, fix the broken, and make everything nice and neat again. One problem: I CAN'T! Phooey, my super powers aren't what I would like them to be. Such is life.
So, I will talk about God. Now there's a subject I like, will never fully understand, but adore completely. I am not sure how people can see God as loving and merficul but refuse to see him as just and even sometimes jealous and angry too. It's all in the Bible folks, all right there. "Jesus loves me" is a great little line, but love does not mean he allows me to go ignorantly along, making choices without consequence or discipline. His discipline (more painful than Dad's spankings!) prove He loves me. A parent who cares nothing for his child never sets up boundaries, rules, or disciplines. It's just that simple.
If the Christian life were easy, why would Christians be instructed to put on the full armor of God? Here you have it, from Ephesians 6:
10Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes. 12For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. 18And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints. Ever been in a war? From what I know thanks to a friend who fought in Iraq, there's not much beauty in it. It's hard, it's exhausting, but it's for a purpose. There's the difference between the judgement of God and the judgement of people, God's serves a purpose, to bring us back to him. The judgement of people? Well, that's just to make me feel better about myself and that I'm not doing "that bad." And if that's my way of thinking, then I have forgotten the following truth found in Romans 3:10, "
As it is written:"There is no one righteous, not even one."
The beauty of God? His mercy. No sin is too great, no falling too far, that we are out of his grasp.
Isaiah 61:3and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of gladness
instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
a planting of the LORD
for the display of his splendor. There is hope! There is hope for me, the girl who thinks she's right when she's often not, who is stubborn beyond what should be allowed, and who sometimes can't see the damage of her own sins in her everyday life. Praise the Lord! But I'm also thankful that He will discipline me back into His arms when I am choosing to sin. He is good, very good. He is mighty, he is just, he is gentle and loving, and strong, and fierce. He is.