I can’t seem to get away from the message to be child-like. I would really like to take some credit for my salvation and my continuing walk in Christ . . . surely I’ve done something to deserve it . . . right? Can I take a bit of pride in reveling in His presence this morning as I drank in His word and prayed for the day to come? Come on.
But, truly, I’ve done nothing. Even the ability to lay my will and heart . . . all that I have before the King of Kings, is by His grace! All I do is glance in His direction and He’s there to meet me and counsel me . . . all I can take credit for, and I’m not even sure I initiated that, is looking His way.
Like riding in the car yesterday to church. Our church is one hour one way, someday we’ll move back down. Anyway . . . I’m singing along to some CD and watching the pastures, farm houses and random livestock pass by the passenger window of our truck. My thoughts were on how pretty it is . . . how green, even this frozen weather. Mist hung slightly over the standing water, barren Oak trees dotted the landscape. Familiar, yet beautiful nature. Then I felt compelled to look up . . . take my eyes off the familiar grounds zipping by . . . to the sky above.
Gorgeous pale purples, blues and artistic clouds laced the hills and mountains that sandwich the valley in . . . bringing deep blue hues to the hill’s silhouettes . . . adding to the color pallet.
I was mesmerized and reminded that the what we see on ground level isn’t all thats there . . . in the natural we see things play out . . . but I want my reality anchored in God . . . where the shifting sand of life doesn’t take me out.
The very God that created this stands for me. Loves me. Keeps me in His hand.
How can I worry or take credit from such as Him?
Except ye be converted, and become as little children ~Matthew 18:3
I tend to get all worked up and scramble to figure out my salvation . . . as though I even initiated and drive it.
Be still and know He is God! . . . anther random verse that keeps filtering through my busy brains.
Be strong, take heart and wait for the Lord . . . another verse that keeps cycling through.
I’m seeing a pattern here.
We are responsible to keep working out our salvation . . . continuously being converted.
These words of Our Lord are true of our initial conversion, but we have to be continuously converted all the days of our lives, continually to turn to God as children. If we trust to our wits instead of to God, we produce consequences for which God will hold us responsible. Immediately our bodies are brought into new conditions by the providence of God, we have to see that our natural life obeys the dictates fo the Spririt of God. Because we have done it once is no proof that we shall do it again. The relation of the natural to the spiritual is one of continuous conversion, and it is the one thing we object to. In every setting isn which we are put, the Spirit of God remains unchanged and His salvation unaltered, but we have to “put on the new man.” God holds us responsible every time we refuse to convert ourselves, our reason for refusing is willful obstinacy. Our natural life must not rule, God must rule in us.
The hindrance in our spiritual life is that we will not be continually converted, there are wadges of obstinacy where our pride spits at the trone of God and says – I won’t. We deify independence and willfulness and call them by the wrong name. What God looks on as obstinate weakness, we call strength. there are whole tracts of our lives which have not yet been brought into subjection, and it can only be done by this continuous conversion. Slowly but surely we can claim the whole territory for the Spirit of God. ~Oswald Chambers ‘Utmost For His Highest’
That was my daily devotional thing that I read this morning . . . sounds like a lot of work but I find rest in it. The only thing I’m responsible for is my heart attitude towards God. Am I willing to lay down my viewpoint? And take His up? Conversion . . . by His blood. Forgiveness . . . allowing God to keep working in my life . . . keeping nothing from Him. Like a child, trusting that He knows best.
He will not give up on me . . . I keep opening myself up to Him, He will continue the work of conversion . . . a life long work . . .
I just thought I’d share. I’ve been really convicted about strands of hidden pride and self-seeking.
Its by His grace we stand; rest in that
Blessings on your day!!