Don’t Water The Wrong Seeds

Sometimes we find ourselves making excuses for things we refuse to do but secretly cry about the things that never change.

We give until we’re depleted (at our own free will).

We know better but won’t do better.

We run, hide and blame everything and everyone outside of self for our problems.

Why...

Sometimes it’s easier to play the victim when you’re tired. 

Sometimes "change" requires you to put that "mustard seed faith" into real action.

Sometimes we "refuse" to live in submission to God’s will.

Yesterday, I shed some heartfelt tears over a few situations that knocked the breath out of me. (Fresh off vacation...fresh into the lions den) My ego was bruised because I couldn’t bring any resolution to the issues. My heart was crushed because I couldn’t offer any signs of light--my hope was overshadowed by darkness. All of the situations at hand seemed beyond God’s attention. The future seemed pretty bleak regarding the matters. 

I needed God to magnify my "mustard seed" by doing the impossible. I needed him to lend me an ounce of relief and grant me complete peace over the matter.

He dropped this in my spirit. Forgiveness doesn’t mean "reopening" closed doors. Don’t peek, crack, or lay hands on it. God closed them for our protection. You wouldn’t touch a hot stove after being burned; would you? Oh wait, who am I kidding? I know I’ve touched the same blazing, hot stove dozens of times and cried in disbelief upon being repeatedly burned.

Oftentimes we know how to respond to life’s circumstances but we wrestle with our heart because it’s not always our desire to follow God’s plan. We want to change His mind about the matter when He’s already shown us the way.

We hesitate.

We disobey.

We put the dagger in our own chest.

Yesterday, I cried as I made a heartbreaking decision to bury a part of me that I can never get back but God can. In this season, it’s not acceptable to overextend yourself to situations that aren’t apart of your assignment. He already given you a solid- no!

They say that good things fall apart so that better things can come together. Well, I stand at the feet of Jesus in total submission to His will. I know that when I can’t, He definitely can. 

"He lifted me out of the slimy pit,

out of the mud and mire;

he set my feet on a rock

and gave me a firm place to stand."

-Psalm 40:2