I stumbled on this quote via Facebook last night and paused
long enough to remember that lessons learned from experience tend to be
painful. Not so much physical pain, although some are, but most carry
significant psychological and spiritual pain or angst. This may sound a bit
morbid, but I’m not sure I want to forget the pain. I’m afraid that if I do, I
will forget the value of the lesson learned and repeat the mistake.
While wandering my own path and doing life my way without an
earthly father to guide me, my heavenly Father stood on the ramparts waiting
for me to return to His house. When I did, He lavished me in His grace and
mercy. He needn’t have condemned me; I did enough of that on my own. He forgave
and treated me as if I had never left. For that, I am eternally grateful.
About a month ago, I came across a prayer by Thomas
Maclellan written June 7, 1857. It has become part of my journal:
I now fall down before Thy throne
and prostrate myself at Thy footstool… O God of Heaven, record it in the book
of Thy rememberances that from henceforth I am Thine forever. I renounce all
former lords that have ever had dominion over me and consecrate all that I am
and all that I have, the faculties of my mind, the members of my body, my
worldly possessions, my time, and my influence over others, all to be used
entirely for Thy glory and resolutely employed in obedience to Thy commands as
long as Thou continues me in life.
May it be so…
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