Friday, February 21, 2014

BREAKING THE BONDAGE

We have all become addicts---and as with all addictions---we are deep in our compulsion--out of control--and headed for destruction.  We are unable to stop our lives of comparison and unable to accept our uniqueness.  Looking to our left--looking to our right---looking across the street--down the street--up the street--we are never satisfied with whom we are or what we have--but are constantly comparing ourselves to those who surround us.  The world has become a "Forest of Measuring Sticks" and we are unable or unwilling to break the hold of the need to compare.



We step up on the scale--and measure our size.  Too FAT---Too Thin--Too Tall --Too Short in a land of giants.  We glance at the advertisements on television---we look through a magazine ---we watch the movies---and they all tell us the perfect size to strive for.  You must weigh 123.456 pounds to be perfect.  Frustrated we step on the scale each and every day---glance at the measure seeking perfection--and only have our imperfection stare back at us.

We are searching for the perfect score---on a quest for a ten---in need of being on top--and when you get to what you think is the top---there is ALWAYS someone else---a step ahead of you.  Our measuring sticks become our weapons of self destruction and we loose sight of the goal---the true goal.



As we day after day--scale the ladder of success--we find the tower of accomplishment a fragile --shaky --treacherous climb---and we stay a breath away from a slip and a fall.  We allow comparison to rob us of our joy.  There is no glass ceiling-no top wrung---only a draining--exhausting climb--of endless length---with never a glimpse of the top--and no chance of completion.


Break the measuring stick---throw out the scale--get off the ladder--quit looking around.  Instead look up---and delight in His delight---You are perfect in  His sight.  Created in His image---bound for His glory---measured in great love---strive to only please Him--and the rest---it will not matter at all.

 “Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you.”
Psalm 63:3

2 comments:

  1. Good, good, this is. I want to make it my goal to please Him. Not everyone else.

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