When I lie, I deny Christ in me victory.
I denigrate the authority of the Spirit in my life.
I make an argument, not for the glory and kindness of God, but for craftiness and rebellion of Satan.
I degrade my sonship into willful slavery to evil, I compartmentalize my spiritual identity, rationalize my infidelity, like a promiscuous pragmatist in the bed of a prostitute.
Yet Jesus prayed (John 17?) for me, asking the Father to "sanctify" me in His Truth. I want to yield my whole soul, my whole mind, my entire ends-justifies-the-means heart to the deep plowing work of the Holy Spirit. Furrow me deep, o Lord, uproot and destroy these weedy lies that seek to throttle out the wheat of truth.
"The things, good Lord, that we pray for, give us the grace to labor for." - Thomas More
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Discipline me, o my Father
"If we would put some slight stress on ourselves at the beginning, then afterwards we should be able to do all things with ease and joy. It is a hard thing to break through a habit, and a yet harder thing to go contrary to our own will. Yet, if thou overcome not slight and easy obstacles, how wilt thou overcome greater ones? Withstand thy will at the beginning, and unlearn an evil habit, lest it lead thee little by little into worse difficulties. Oh, if thou knewest what peace to thyself thy holy life should bring,...and what joy to others, methinketh thou wouldst be more zealous for spiritual profit."
-Thomas a Kempis
-Thomas a Kempis
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