Sunday, May 17, 2026

The Suitcase

As I prayed today, I asked God’s forgiveness of my uppity thoughts about the wonderful things I’ve learned in His Word.  I forget sometimes where I was when He called me; plus the sins I’ve repented of through my years of my walk with Him.  Instead, I’m asking Him to help me deal with annoying church members that won’t listen to reason about God’s Word, and why it seems to take them so long to get it.  Funny (not really funny but sad), when I read the Bible for the first time, I thought the Israelites were so dumb for having God so profoundly speak and do miracles in their presence and then to continue in sin.  And now here I am, years later doing the same thing again about people around me.  What hypocrisy!  So as I began, “I asked God’s forgiveness of my uppity thoughts…”

As I prayed forgiveness, I had thoughts of me carrying a suitcase, proudly walking around with my suitcase.  But I never open it and change into the new items it contains.  Wearing the beautiful new items are the only worthy reason for even carrying the suitcase.  The new items are what allows me to better present myself to a world worn and weary with their old clothes of life.  Wearing the new items are what attracts the world to what’s in the suitcase.  Yes, there’s inconvenience of stopping and opening up the case and choosing from the items.  Then there’s the discarding of the old in order to put on the new.  But the change is well worth the effort and inconvenience goes up in smoke at the appearance of the new change.

Thanking and praising God for these elementary thoughts as I prayed and bowing to Him Who is so full of patience with His “dumb” sheep… (that is where I ended up in my prayer).  Who am I to stand in judgement over the sanctification of another sheep!?  I’m in process as well and while I may be ahead of where I was, I’m am never to think myself above anyone else in the body.  God is the only One knowing the inside of each of us.  I leave it to Him, once again…  just like the dumb Israelites.  


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