so i made a mistake the other night.... Beth definitely knows about it-- sorry for the 2 am wake up call to spill but thanks for our friendship!
it really affected me the rest of the that day... and even still does... probably because i wanted the mistake to happen. infact i had almost planned it. it seemed like i planned it, while on the outside no one would know.
im ashamed of myself... everyone tells me to just 'get over it' but it really buggs me. it buggs me because the mistake was desired... my flesh desired it.
this comes at a time where Lord is really showing me the difference between walking in the Spirit and not-- walking by the flesh
the ENTIRE day after, the Lord hounded me with the scripture in Galations where Paul had been talking about our freedom in Christ and our ability to live without the law and then he puts a stern WISE warning in there- "do not be fooled, God can not be mocked, what a man reaps he will sow. If a man sows to please his flesh then he will reap destruction. But if a man sows to please the Spirit he will find eternal life."
What a BRILLANT ending. Man if that doesn't sum up how the scriptures are God-inspired then how can you argue it. And the mere fact that God hit me over the head with the Scripture by bringing it to mind talk about scripture being a double-edged sword useful for teaching,rebuking, and correcting. God is good.
God cannot be mocked. Whatever I sowed I will reap... and it came true...
On the other side of things-- my flesh egged me on again... and i ended up in a situation I should have backed away from. should have fled! But it was funny it didn't end like it did the first time. This time something was different... and stranglely as a walked out to my car I met a christian guy.
It was sorta like a movie... we kept shaking hands goodbye, but then finding something to talk about... and then my battery died on my car which is no surprise if you know my car and he got out to help... any other guy would have asked for my number. but he didnt. we both gave eachother 'places where we could be found' but no numbers... just a "ill find you..." i know that sounds creepy but i really don't think it is. he was a perfect gentlemen and honestly i respect him so much for not asking for my number. that would have been too easy. too easy to take what the Lord didn't first give. I know that sounds weird but it makes sense to me after the last few days. talk to me about it if you dont understand.
man im tired. i gtg to bed.
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