Saturday, November 13, 2010

W1-D1: At the very start of this...

For many years, the way I've felt about my life is reflected in this picture.
  • What an old worn down building...the only thing that should be done is tear it down.  There's no beauty in it and it's not safe to go into anymore.
  • The grass is overgrown and neglected. Why don't they take care of it? 
  • You can see that Christ was a part of it, is a part of it... but since it's not taken care of, they must be neglecting Him too.
  • It looks like darkness is about to swallow the building whole. Kind of like it's just going to cave in on itself.
  • I wonder if anyone ever thinks about restoring it?  But then, who would want to?  After all it's going to be a long tedious task and it may never get done.  But I can imagine the wonderous story that could be told if it was. 
Reading through my words... studying them... I never realized I felt that way.  Not really realized until now.  It really hurts.  I honestly didn't know that I felt so unworthy to me, in my own mind. 

Anyhow, things have been falling into place as of late and I know that it's time to begin a Christ like life.   He's here now and very much a part of my life.  I don't want Him displayed as just a small symbol hanging above my door. 
Restoring myself would be impossible as I've never done anything like that before.  But I'm ready to let Christ take control and rebuild me from the inside out. 

"I have been crucified with Christ; it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me." ~Galatians 2:20


Work through me, Lord, in every part of life. To you be all the glory. Amen!
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Scripture for today: Come to me, all of you who are tired and have heavy loads, and I will give you rest.
~Matthew 11:30
Today's Insightfulness:Food has been the one thing I counted on to make me feel good.  The junkier it was, the better it tasted.  The better it tasted, the more I ate.  The more I ate, the fatter I got.  The fatter I got, the more I needed to feel good. 

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