BLISSFULLY SHACKLED

Feeling bulletproof as a thirteen-year-old and standing on black ice for the first time I was sternly warned to be careful. Of course, I arrogantly ignored multiple warnings and let go of the handrail, foolishly declaring: “I can do this, I have good balance!” Over the next few seconds I fell hard several times and sheepishly crawled back over to the handrail and pulled myself upright. Lesson learned; I need good counsel and guardrails for life. Father of Light, my actions must rest on truth, my judgments held in check by Your governance and my feet guided by Your commands. My wrongdoings know few limits therefore I am blissfully shackled to Your Word and Spirit.