They say that the harshest critic is yourself, so bear with me.
I am a coward in every way. Physical fights, I'd run away. Emotional situations... I run from those, too. Mentally, I set the bar so low that a monkey could pass with flying colours. Spiritually, I am like a boy who is satisfied with the toys in his room, never eager to step out and explore the vast wonders beyond it.
What's worse is that I won't admit it to myself. I pray for the opportunity to do His work. I pray for challenges to strengthen my faith. However, I flee from those moments when they do arrive. Or I am so ill-prepared that I stumble at the chance.
I act invincible by being aloof. Nothing can hurt you if you stand for nothing. I am formless, adapting to every situation as it warrants it. The few acts of bravery that can be commended are results of an un-Christlike attitude. Jokery leads to false bravado, not a stand for justice.
My prayers is that Jesus re-builds me again and again. Tempering me to be useable. Empowering me to do His works. So I may be rooted and built upon the irresistible, unbeatable, undeniable Jesus.
That is what this blog is about.
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