Sunday, November 13, 2016
RUST ON MY SOUL (31ST IN SERIES)
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He’s
not happy and there is a sadness to his walk and talk, but something is
different. Has God reached out and taken Sam’s pain in His creative
hands and given it back in the form of spiritual maturity?
Is God really relevant to life and death? Could He be relevant to me?
I
read in the paper the other day that waiting to accept God until one’s
last moments is not only a cowardly act but a disappointing one.
What am I waiting for?
If
I give God my life now it is a challenge. But do I really have the time
and inclination? Or are my recent religious learning’s no more than
fear in my forties?
I’m
smart. I didn’t get where I am by being anything less. I’m well read. I
don’t know all the answers but I know more than a lot of people. I’m
sometimes arrogant and seldom less than confident in the midst of my
peers.
I can converse with better than average skill on sales management, engineering, theology, politics, and a dozen other subjects. So why am I living this Mix-master life? Why do I do so much churning without settling on any one recipe?
I’m climbing the stairs again. I’ve been to the pit. I’ve agonized in the darkness. When Thomas Kettering, Jr. died, I filled the gap of grieving with work.
I’ve been handling time so badly.
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To view an abundance of unusual stories by Neil Wyrick go to his other blog ONE A DAY, YOUR SPIRITUAL VITAMINS
http://oneadayyourspiritualvitamins.blogspot.com/
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