Weekly “I Want God” post. Pages 54-60. I decided to combine this week’s and next week’s readings because I realized that where we had a page break was right in the middle of a story Lisa was relating.
“In a comfort-driven world, people can easily double for Band-Aids.”
Very true. There is the term “co-dependency”…and I’ve noticed that the worst combination of personalities when it comes to Band-Aid people is when you have someone who has a deeply compassionate heart, paired with a person who is comfort-driven and not Spirit-driven. It is very possibly the most damaging tick/dog situation, spiritually speaking. I’ve seen it happen repeatedly. In our compassion, we must make sure we are tempered with discernment.
“An amazing few friends dive into our mess with us, help us sort it out, and make us feel safe in the process.”
These people are those who walk closely with their God. They know when to speak, and when to keep silent; when to lend a shoulder, and when to speak hard words in love. These friends are supremely valuable. if you have one…or a few…count yourself blessed!
“When obedience to God contradicts what I think will give me pleasure, let me ask myself if I love Him.”
Wise words from the lovely Elisabeth Elliot. She has always had a way of cutting to the chase in direct but patient words. Below is a screen shot of an excerpt from “Facing the Giants” that I think perfectly illustrates this.
“God does not ordain human pursuits if they break down the structure of the home, for that would contradict His Word and character, which He cannot do.”
Very good insight when prioritizing activities and demands. I believe there may be an occasion here or there that may take us out of the home when we’d prefer not…but this would never be God’s choice for the long haul, to put anything, however “good” it may seem, above our calling to be home.
“The truth is, we will not change until we get to the point we are sickened by what our comfort has cost us. It’s cost us God.”
I wonder how we’ll view our lives in eternity. It makes me think of this:
I wonder have I done my best for Jesus,
Who died upon the cruel tree?
To think of His great sacrifice at Calvary!
I know my Lord expects the best from me.
How many are the lost that I have lifted?
How many are the chained I’ve helped to free?
I wonder, have I done my best for Jesus,
When He has done so much for me?
The hours that I have wasted are so many
The hours I’ve spent for Christ so few;
Because of all my lack of love for Jesus,
I wonder if His heart is breaking too.
I wonder have I cared enough for others,
Or have I let them die alone?
I might have helped a wand’rer to the Saviour,
The seed of precious Life I might have sown.
No longer will I stay within the valley
I’ll climb to mountain heights above;
The world is dying now for want of someone
To tell them of the Saviour’s matchless love.