O Heavenly Father,
How easily I slip into my own little world. A world that revolves around me, sometimes, not always, just sometimes. I’m fully aware that I don’t know it all. (It’s Your job to know it all.). But I like my place of solace and comfort. It’s that sheltered spot where I look at life around me and I’m glad I’m not like them. Now most of them aren’t too bad, they just dont’ get it like I do.
When I retreat to my tiny cosmos everything is so simple. It all makes sense there. You know if people would only listen to me (and maybe even listen to You a little) I suppose things would go much smoother in life. After all, I’m a pretty good guy. I’ve been around the block a few times. I have life experiences that certainly qualify me to take special note of what’s wrong and what’s right. Surely my insight counts for much more than most people give me credit.
To be downright honest, I like my own little world. You know I love You. But to be honest, that standard of righteousness You place before me is pretty demanding. Let’s get real. You know I can’t be perfect. When it gets down to the nitty-gritty, I really don’t want to be perfect. There are times I don’t even want to be close to perfect. In my little world there are things I want to do …… things I want to say ….. things I want to feel that I’m more than willing to let slide for the time being even if You aren’t pleased with them.
Truth is, I don’t live in that safe, cocooned world, do I? That little world is all in my head. More’s the pity for all too often, it’s in my heart as well. I’m really not that smart. When it comes to the events and people around me, my perception isn’t nearly what I think it is. I look at myself and have to admit that I’m not that wise nor capable in taking care of me. What makes me think I can figure it out for anyone else?
Somebody bigger than me is going to have to figure it out. Figure it out for me. Figure it out for everyone. Someone wiser, stronger, and smarter needs to be in charge. Hey, that’s You! You created it all. You give us life and all Your goodness. You made it and You set the tone. You made it, so You must know how it works. It’s at this point that the wheels fall of the wagon. I try to take charge both in my little world and Your vast creation. I choose to be imperfect. If something is imperfect, it’s not right. It’s not what it was created to be. Truth be told, if it’s imperfect, it’s flawed, it’s wrong. If it’s wrong, it needs to be made right. It needs to be fixed.
Wow, so that’s why You sent Jesus to die on the Cross. He paid the penalty for my imperfections. For everyone’s imperfection. You call our imperfection sin. If anyone has the authority call it sin, it’s You. I’ve just got to trust You in this. I’m glad You sent Your Son on my behalf. I’m glad He volunteered His life to take my penalty. I’m glad You give me faith to trust You. I’m glad You gave Your Bible to show me the Way. I’m glad that You have saved me from myself as I trust in the work of Jesus.
So Lord, give me Your wisdom and strength to burst the bubble thin walls of my own little world. When I want to retreat, give me courage to live in the world You made. Give me a burning passion to think, to love, to speak, to feel, and to act in the real world in a manner pleasing to You. May my own little world decrease exponentially as I live in the only world there is until Jesus comes again to set all things right.
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