I wish that I could spend my day playing outside. I wish that I had some sidewalk chalk. And a kite. I wish I could go climb a tree. I wish I could play in a creek. I wish I could play "Little Women", "Little House on the Prairie", and "Free Willy." I wish that my American Girl doll was still the most expensive thing on my wish list. I wish that my dream guy was still Adam from "Bonanza" and I wish that I was ok with my bunk bed being my "car."
I wish that I had the faith of a child. I wish that my unbelief was less. I wish that I didn't wrestle with doubt. I wish that I relied more fully on grace that is sufficient. I wish that I had faith that moved mountains. I wish I was more forgiving, tolerant, loving, gracious, merciful, faithful, committed, and kind. I wish I was less hateful, judgmental, disrespectful, lazy, and a host of other failures.
I am grateful that despite these shortcomings, my comfort comes from the fact that "I with body and soul, both in life and death, am not my own, but belong unto my faithful Saviour Jesus Christ; who, with his precious blood, has fully satisfied for all my sins, and delivered me from all the power of the devil; and so preserves me that without the will of my heavenly Father, not a hair can fall from my head; yea, that all things must be subservient to my salvation, and therefore, by his Holy Spirit, He also assures me of eternal life, and makes me sincerely willing and ready, henceforth, to live unto him." (Heidelberg Catechism Question Number One)
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
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Great post, T. I love it!! Very thought provoking.
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