Pride
It's been a really overwhelming time in my life lately. It has been so amazing to be overwhelmed to the point that I haven't got time to think about myself. But yet, most of the time it's been crushing when I do end up getting caught up in myself, and I feel like I just tumbled down a mountain. Then I start to wonder why I was even up in a mountain to begin with. Why in the world don't I learn to stick to the switch-backs and follow the paths everybody seems to be taking and bring along a bunch of friends to keep me from falling down the mountain? In my pride I topple over.
But I find that the mountain is beautiful, and that I'm still glad to climb it. To be prepared to climb it, and taught how to climb it, and to see the path and the nearest peak I need to reach, makes me full of joy and love for God's will. It doesn't make me obedient at all, but it makes me admire and love his ways.
The obedience never comes to me, like the love or the joy. The obedience isn't given at all, because I was created to walk away from the mountain and find a hammock and take a snooze. Sorry for the lame analogies. But it seems like there's no reason to be obedient if life is mine for the taking. Who or what should I obey except what makes me content? That's the wisest advice I can give to anybody. But if you've found that nothing, not even yourself, can help you become content, you really begin to crave the answer
God provides the answer. He doesn't give us obedience, but he provides us with a knowledge of what will make us content. We're left with the decision to obey or not obey.
That's when I hop out of the hammock and start to head towards the mountain. I learn that obeying God gives me even more contentedness than I thought there could be. And then when I see the mountain's beauty, I have to ask him why he's doing this. Why can't he just give me a nicer hammock, or a jug of kool-aid, or anything to make life a little better? He makes me climb this amazing and awesome mountain. So, I have to decide whether or not I want to do this. Stay in the hammock and kick-back, or else put my life in God's hands and risk everything I know.
Obviously I've been climbing long enough to know that it's well worth the risk, and that there are so many ways in which we have been blessed to climb the mountain. But then I'm writing this to say that you should expect that after I get tired, I'm going to want to lay down, and think about when I'm going to head back to the hammock. But it's much harder to come down the mountain safely then it is to climb it. Every time I even start to climb back down, I find that I'm just falling in short bursts. And sometimes those falls let ourselves topple all the way down to the bottom.
So, in short, if you have ever thought about climbing the mountain, you should. But if you're already climbing, you should know that we need to encourage each other, and lift each other up, and hold tight to each other. We need to be true to the real reason we're climbing the mountain: remembering it often, and gathering up only those thoughts which will guide us up and over the mountain.
Yeah, this post needs to be posted, but I hope that God gives me a less confusing way to speak from my heart.
But I find that the mountain is beautiful, and that I'm still glad to climb it. To be prepared to climb it, and taught how to climb it, and to see the path and the nearest peak I need to reach, makes me full of joy and love for God's will. It doesn't make me obedient at all, but it makes me admire and love his ways.
The obedience never comes to me, like the love or the joy. The obedience isn't given at all, because I was created to walk away from the mountain and find a hammock and take a snooze. Sorry for the lame analogies. But it seems like there's no reason to be obedient if life is mine for the taking. Who or what should I obey except what makes me content? That's the wisest advice I can give to anybody. But if you've found that nothing, not even yourself, can help you become content, you really begin to crave the answer
God provides the answer. He doesn't give us obedience, but he provides us with a knowledge of what will make us content. We're left with the decision to obey or not obey.
That's when I hop out of the hammock and start to head towards the mountain. I learn that obeying God gives me even more contentedness than I thought there could be. And then when I see the mountain's beauty, I have to ask him why he's doing this. Why can't he just give me a nicer hammock, or a jug of kool-aid, or anything to make life a little better? He makes me climb this amazing and awesome mountain. So, I have to decide whether or not I want to do this. Stay in the hammock and kick-back, or else put my life in God's hands and risk everything I know.
Obviously I've been climbing long enough to know that it's well worth the risk, and that there are so many ways in which we have been blessed to climb the mountain. But then I'm writing this to say that you should expect that after I get tired, I'm going to want to lay down, and think about when I'm going to head back to the hammock. But it's much harder to come down the mountain safely then it is to climb it. Every time I even start to climb back down, I find that I'm just falling in short bursts. And sometimes those falls let ourselves topple all the way down to the bottom.
So, in short, if you have ever thought about climbing the mountain, you should. But if you're already climbing, you should know that we need to encourage each other, and lift each other up, and hold tight to each other. We need to be true to the real reason we're climbing the mountain: remembering it often, and gathering up only those thoughts which will guide us up and over the mountain.
Yeah, this post needs to be posted, but I hope that God gives me a less confusing way to speak from my heart.
posted by Johnathan @ 8:45 PM
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