I ran away from home once before I was even old enough to be in school yet. My mom made me angry because she wouldn't allow me to wear a blue ruffled dress I'd received and I felt strongly that I should be able to wear it around the house if I wanted to.
So, I went outside and stewed over it.
My oldest sister, Kathy, saw me sitting on the sidewalk and asked what happened. I explained my plight and she said she'd run away with me if I wanted to. I gladly agreed and thought it would be a good way to get even with Mom.
She took me to the creek about a mile down the road where we spent the day skipping rocks and catching tadpoles and crawdads. Finally, I got tired and hungry. She suggested we eat some crawdad tails but I scrunched my nose up at that idea.
"Good," she said, "cause I forgot to bring ketchup!" We laughed and walked back home. Mom never mentioned me running away and I didn't mention the dress again either. ❤
I have to say that I've grown up a bit since then and now it really takes A LOT to make me angry. I generally just shrug my shoulders and am like "Okay...whatever."
But there are a couple of things that I have no patience for and that's a liar and a thief.
Either of those two things will make me very angry. Especially if I know the truth and if the person is a Christian.
What if another Christian's lies tear our world apart?
What if their lies cause months of tears and constant heartache?
What if they never say "I'm sorry..."?
What then?
Shouldn't we be more forgiving and grant grace and mercy as God has done for us?
Yes.
But maybe we are lame. Feeble and weak. Incapable of the depth of forgiveness needed to move past the pain inflicted by fellow Christians. Maybe the problem is our own. Our great expectation of other Christians is completely delusional.
Only by the healing power of God Almighty will we no longer be lame.
I find this definition interesting...(of a person or animal) unable to walk normally because of an injury or illness affecting the leg or foot.
Sadly, we can be spiritually injured by other Christians as we journey through this world. But God is our healer. Nothing is impossible for Him.
When Jesus saw him lying there, and knew that he had already been a long time in that condition, He said to him, "Do you wish to get well?" The sick man answered Him, "Sir, I have no man to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up, but while I am coming, another steps down before me." Jesus said to him, "Get up, pick up your pallet and walk." Immediately the man became well, and picked up his pallet and began to walk. John 5 6-9
I love that Jesus saw him lying there, and knew...
He knows we are lame. He knows the areas in our life that need healing. He knows how we got the affliction. He knows how to heal it.
When God does something - it is DONE. ❤
