A wonderful conversation with a very dear friend last night:
Me: I've been a Christian for 8 years now.
Her: Yes, I know! Isn't it amazing?
Me: I still feel like I'm an infant in my faith.
Her: Well, I think we'll *always* feel like that.
Me: I think there's probably an expiration date on how much longer I can say that I'm too young in my faith to understand some things.
Her: Yes, and I think you've already passed it!
HA!
I must admit that there are many many times when I feel that I am unprepared and unworthy for the amazing love and devotion my Heavenly Father feels for me. So often I doubt that I am even a blip on His radar. The end of the line. The bottom of the stack. Why oh why should my pesky little troubles matter to Him? Oh yeah - silly me! Because He CREATED me and He LOVES me. Just as I care whether or not one of my children is moody or frustrated about a toy, a friend, a computer game, or whatever ... my Abba cares about the problems in my life - with my job, my marriage ... or whatever.
So, why do I second guess his willingness to help me? Is it my lack of faith? Is it because there is absolutely no way I can wrap my head around the amount of love He has to give me? I continually withhold the biggest things in my life that I need His help with, as if I can't trust Him to be worried about "little ol' me".
At some point, I really must let go and let God ... but how do you LEARN how to do that? There's no 12-step program or "Leaning on God for Dummies" ... believe me, I've looked.
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