People tremble at the mention of its name. Its squeeze is tighter, more constricting than that of the anaconda. Death and destruction are the fate of whatever is between those white knuckles.
You become a Christian. A follower of Christ. God starts revealing areas of your life where He wants you to change. You give them up gladly. Surrendering them to His sovereign control... its easy because they weren't yours to begin with. One less thing to worry about. Then He points at one and it strikes a nerve. "No, let me keep this one. I'm doing so much better than before. Look at all the progress I've made. You can have this other thing over here, but not that... anything but that." You have to choose. Do you keep that thing... that idol, clinched tightly or do you surrender it, let it go? We stand before God and in one open palm present Him all our sacrifices but our other hand has what we really care about clinched tightly in our kung fu death grip. We put that hand behind our back, as if we could hide it from or fool our Father. Why won't we let it go? Why do we hold onto it so tightly? Our head knows it belongs to Him, He is sovereign, He has a plan, He loves us, let it go... but our heart deceitfully tells us to grasp it tightly.
God asks us to be a living sacrifice. To sacrifice our whole lives... everything: heart, lifestyle, time, money, career, dreams, relationships, hobbies, plans, attitudes, thoughts, minds, bodies, souls... everything! I have areas of my life that I freely give, but I keep some behind my back. I pray that God would take them from me. He might and I hope that He does but I think He would rather me willingly lay them down. Choose Him over it. Love Him. Trust Him. Relax my grip. Doesn't that sound peaceful... rest and relax... not wasting our energy by squeezing so tightly.
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