Looking at this title I immediately thought of a worm. NOW---I AM NOT a worm. WAIT--perhaps I spoke TOO quickly. I can be wormy (not physically).
Recently I heard a sermon--45 minutes of teaching---all based upon ONE verse.
"Dear friends, God is good.
So I beg you to offer your bodies to Him as a living sacrifice,
pure and pleasing.
That is the most sensible way to serve God."
Romans 12:1
CEV(side note I am enjoying this new to me translation)
We all have heard this verse. I have read it countless times and THOUGHT I understood. Well I did---but the meaning has been emphasized by the teaching. The High Reverend spoke early on of a sermon he heard on this verse. We all understand from our reading the Old Testament that the sacrifices were made on the Altar. This indicates the sacrifices were placed UPON the altar as a gift of love (sometimes atonement) to Almighty God. When we begin to think of placing ourselves on that altar, it can become a bit uncomfortable. The word picture he drew was us trying to squirm our way off the altar and back onto our throne. GROAN---GUILTY!!!!
My daily struggle is thinking I can control ANY of this! There are too many variables and too little of me to accomplish much, if any, control over anything. That is a daunting truth!
What God wants is our spirit of thankfulness and praise. HE---and ONLY HE is in control. When do we finally arrive at our destination on the Road to Sanctification? When we finally truly realize Who is in control over all of this, or when we meet our earthly dead end. I strongly suspect the latter will be the end of the line for me. God wants so little---and yet, we are so hesitant to give Him it all. I am working on my spirit of thankfulness---and surrender of my thoughts of control.
My word for the year is 'surrender,' so you know I'm working on that, too. We must be willing to lay down our lives and take up the cross daily. Otherwise, well, I hate to think of what we would be if we ever think we can be in control.
ReplyDeleteBlessings, Lulu!
A mess at best is what we would be!
DeleteBlessings, Martha!