He did it!

God answered the prayer that arose from the worry I described in my last blog post. He answered it completely, set the situation to rights, and I emerged victorious. Not surprising. What is surprising is that I would ever fail to pray, ever doubt God. The truth is, I do not doubt God, I get twisted in my priorities and, like a little child at Christmastime, get distracted by every bauble the world and the devil hang in my face, then run to God in a crisis, my spirit too muddied by my sin and worldliness for me to feel worthy of His favor or to know whether or not I am really hearing from Him!

Enough! Going forward, when I fall, I will just get up. I will let the grace of God dust me off. I will believe that He cares about every detail of my life!!! Look, falling is going to happen. It's a part of being human! It cannot be an excuse to wallow in the mud. When we do that, we're just being selfish. It's not about us, anyway. Get up, let God help you into some new holy clothes, and move on. Don't spend any time in condemnation. It's just self-focus, plain and simple.