My confession

My postings are a product of what I'm experiencing in the moment, conceived and birthed through my weaknesses. They're certainly not a product of my goodness. If I write about "remembering who I am" ...there's a good chance I forgot. If I write about "trusting in the Lord," it's probably because I didn't. Perhaps this makes me a hypocrite, yet in recording my thoughts I'm forced to deeper ponder the topic, and I always find myself recommiting to do better. Hypocrite or not, I find strength in doing so.

So here I am. Writing another post intended to strengthen me.

I trust the Lord has a plan for me, yet lately I've been dabbling in my own plan while crossing my fingers that, in the end, I can still qualify for His rewards. I am well aware that mercy cannot rob justice, yet I find myself saying, "Well, I'm human, I can't be perfect all the time... Surely He understands."

As I've pondered this ugly justification I've come to the conclusion that being human is not an excuse to give in to temptation, rather it is the very reason to rise above it. For every temptation I conquer creates an improvement in my character and, therefore, an improvement in my life.

Anything worth having is worth working for. I feel a noble character is worth having, don't you?

Charity edifieth

As I've began my "healing process" after my divorce, I set some goals in December, one of which was to serve someone every day. I did good for awhile, but the last couple of weeks I've been complacent and held myself less accountable.

I just flipped open to 1 Corinthians 8:1 "... charity edifieth." The footnote on edifieth read: "Builds up, strengthens, establishes, repairs."

Interesting. I've never thought of the word "edify" that way, and I never thought of "charity" to repair. Perhaps it's time to start focusing on serving again, as I could certainly use a little "repair" in my life.

Inspiration...

Be the kind of woman that when your feet hit the floor each morning
the devil says, "Oh crap, she's up!"