There is a way that seems right to a man,
but its end is the way to death.
Sometimes I feel like my life could be defined by failure after failure after failure, as I’ve turned away from God and His protection countless times in order to defend myself by my own means. I didn’t know that’s what I was doing, but it’s the truth nonetheless. Like all people, I have a tendency to think I know best. And honestly I can’t help a bit of sardonic laughter at the thought of that because I’m acting like I know better than the Creator of the Universe. The One who made all things. The One who made me. And everyday it seems that I can find at least one opportunity to say boldly in the face of the Lord of Hosts, “Nah, I got this one, Jesus. I can handle it.”
This isn’t a new concept for me. I know this stuff. I know I need a Savior. I know I’m hopelessly lost without Jesus. And then the whim hits me, and I let sin take charge, and voila: folly.
Woe to those who are wise in their own eyes,
and shrewd in their own sight!
Yep, that’s me. Everyday. I get so darn cocky about how wise I am and how smart or safe or satisfied I will be making choices for myself. God doesn’t need to be bothered with this little stuff. God’s busy running things in the world, He doesn’t have time for this sort of thing. And he gave me an intellect, I should use it. That’s how He helps me, right? After all, it’s my life, so it’s my choice. Right? Sure, ok. And the Lord says to me, “How’s that working out for you, Daisy?”
In a word: badly.
I find myself in a constant state of repentance with that kind of behavior. I approach the throne of grace with hat in hand, embarrassed and ashamed, ready to sing out the Britney Spears line, “Oops I did it again!” to the Lord. And the Lord shakes his head at me and responds with open arms and a forgiving smile. He isn’t asking for me to be ashamed. He isn’t asking me to be afraid. He just wants me to believe Him when He says He knows best for me.
Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.
But, God, I screwed up. I knew the truth and I stubbornly chose to act against it. I deserve to be punished. I need to be humbled. I need to be chastised. I need. I need. I need.
And God responds with a solid and resounding, “Nope, nope, and nope. Look to the cross, my silly little daughter. Punishment paid in full. Now stop whining, pick yourself up and let’s try this again. Only listen to me this time, would ya?”
And Samuel said to the people, “Do not be afraid; you have done all this evil. Yet do not turn aside from following the Lord, but serve the Lord with all your heart. 21 And do not turn aside after empty things that cannot profit or deliver, for they are empty. 22 For the Lord will not forsake his people, for his great name’s sake, because it has pleased the Lord to make you a people for himself.
1 Samuel 12:20-22
Sounds like a good plan, Jesus. Help me trust You this time.