I like the verses about the kingdom being taken by violence. I can relate to that. Don't give me a bunch of seeds to deal with. I will grow. God put those verses in the Bible just to lure me in. Once you get into the battle and you see the peace-loving nature of God and battle of beating up your own passions and proclivities, you may want to let go, but you can't. Lately I have been seeing a volleyball game in the clouds. Go figure.
Monday, July 10, 2017
Swords to plowshears? what of it?
God's priority is learning to grow things and not to destroy. This is a very hard lesson for a city girl to learn. The heavenly priorities are a difficult mental exercise to get your head around. When you have tasted the vanquishing of a foe on the court and in fisticuffs and etc.; you don't want to submit your mind to seeds and roots. Roots don't do anything, Lord! I scream it out. Seeds, just seem to sit there and they are so slow to grow. I am longing for the swiftness of an overhead. The venom of a killer shot itches in my shoulders and hands and here I am with these impotent looking seeds in my hand, what should I do with them and where is the vanquish in that? Then 80 or so days pass and here is the corn, fully grown, your first one and the learning to receive positive adrenaline from something other than watching your opponent duck when they hit that lob. Why? Because those are God's priorities. Taking captivity captive in our hearts and minds for the Glory of God. Help, Lord!
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