After years of God’s dealings, I still have so much pride in my heart. It lurks just behind a veneer of intentional humility. Though I sometimes diagnose it before it pops out in my words or actions, more often than not, it is too late. I am truly grateful that I can recognize it at all. This too, is the working of God. Glory to God; Father, Son and Holy Spirit for Your holy work of deliverance. Blessed riddance.
John Bunyan’s “The Pilgrim's Progress from This World, to That Which Is to Come” is an allegory written while he was imprisoned for his Christian beliefs. Until we reach the Golden Gates of Heaven we must progress in our walk of faith here on earth. Each time I think I understand God’s ways and means He turns the diamond and new facets of His splendor emerge. For the true believer there is no spiking the ball in the end zone on this side of Glory; there is no settling down where we are in this life. Not only am I tolerant of this constantly changing status, I am genuinely thankful for it. I am being pulled toward eternal purpose that I cannot fathom but I instinctively know awaits me. So I’ll keep my shoes on until it’s over. Lord, though I struggle in Your arms, You never let me go. Keep me moving toward Your perfect will. Help me never miss a turn or stop unnecessarily. Keep me progressing toward Your perfect will.