My People ROB Me

I read today about TIME being a gift from God with limitations, and blessedly so. When times are good, pleasant or even euphoric they are limited. They will come to an end. Do we try to elongate them or just embrace them for the sweetness they are? When our times are painful, maddening, confusing do we try to escape, or lean upon others or the One who is ready to be leaned upon? Hoping (hopefully knowing) they will come to an end.

Take DISAPPOINTMENT. Ugly. Seemingly not a biggy, yet it can drag you dowwwnnnn. When we allow disappointment to overextend it's limitation, it's boundaries, we are robbing ourselves of the time that was purposed for peace or happiness.


But I began to wonder if we are the only one we are robbing when we remain in disappointment, self-condemnation, devaluing ourselves and thinking how we can never do or be ENOUGH.

NO, WE ARE ROBBING GOD, WE ARE LIKE THE father WHO ONLY COMES TO STEAL, KILL AND DESTROY.

It is so hard for us to relax in God's love. To be at rest and rest easy. And in my unease I waste so much of the gracious TIME He has given me. I confess that that is my greatest self-condemnation . . . I waste His time, our time. I hate it. I still do it. But I believe in His transformation work of me. (I'll give Him time).

I also believe in giving yourself (maybe it's actually receiving for yourself) HIS
grace because He has promised to continue His work until the end of time. Picture yourself there . . . how great do you look, because He is a Master artist!

Think of yourself as He does. You are loved and loved and loved and loved and loved