|This is part of an old railroad mile marker. Notice all the potshots someone has taken at it. So symbolic, don’t you think?|
I speak when I should listen.
If I think something, I say it.
I demand my way.
Gosh. I sound pathetic.
Please forgive me. May I listen to the Holy Spirit so that I may GROW UP. May I stop making myself number 1.
I am definitely a work in progress. Quoting that sage philosopher, Oprah,”You can’t do better until you know better,” now I know better.
So, I will let the gospel do its transformation in me. While that is happening, I will try to follow some of Paul’s other words in this section of scripture.
Conviction is a gift. May I receive it with a heart to do something about it.
Can anybody relate?