Man alive...
posted by Little Mo | Permalink |
...I am sick to death of my sinful heart.
Ok, so I have been busy recently. I feel like I have had far too much to do, and also making huge decisions about where people should be placed, and throwing my hat into the ring on discussions of import and ALSO having to be godly and love my church and do evangelism like normal.
How can God possibly expect me to do all that? I mean really, it's just too much for Him to expect me to do things like read the Bible and pray every day, apply everything I am teaching to myself, and care about world mission. Where does he get off - I AM ALREADY DOING CHRISTIAN WORK ALL DAY LONG! (quite literally on some days)
You know, I spend a lot of my days teaching and applying grace to other people. But note, it goes right out the window when i am busy? Life isn't about knowing God - it's about me "doing stuff" for God and therefore feeling like he expects the clock to be running 24 hours. Man alive, my cold sinful heart just won't stop bugging me.
Ok, so I have been busy recently. I feel like I have had far too much to do, and also making huge decisions about where people should be placed, and throwing my hat into the ring on discussions of import and ALSO having to be godly and love my church and do evangelism like normal.
How can God possibly expect me to do all that? I mean really, it's just too much for Him to expect me to do things like read the Bible and pray every day, apply everything I am teaching to myself, and care about world mission. Where does he get off - I AM ALREADY DOING CHRISTIAN WORK ALL DAY LONG! (quite literally on some days)
You know, I spend a lot of my days teaching and applying grace to other people. But note, it goes right out the window when i am busy? Life isn't about knowing God - it's about me "doing stuff" for God and therefore feeling like he expects the clock to be running 24 hours. Man alive, my cold sinful heart just won't stop bugging me.
posted by Little Mo at 4:02 AM
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Sinful, sighing to be blessed;
bound, and longing to be free;
weary, waiting for my rest:
God be merciful to me.
Goodness I have none to plead,
sinfulness in all I see,
I can only bring my need:
God be merciful to me.
Broken heart and downcast eyes
dare not lift themselves to thee;
yet thou canst interpret sighs:
God be merciful to me.
From this sinful heart of mine
to thy bosom I would flee:
I am not mine own, but thine:
God be merciful to me.
There is One beside the throne,
and my only hope and plea
are in him and him alone:
God be merciful to me.
He my cause will undertake,
my interpreter will be;
he's my all; and for his sake
God be merciful to me.
[John Samuel Bewley Monsell, Jr]
Hi Maurice (have i transgressed blogging etiquette by using your name?)
I stumbled across your blog one way or another - it's a long time since we bumped into each other. THought i'd comment in order to say 'Hi' - can't work out if i can email you from this site. How's it going?
Joe Dent
praise the Lord for the Holy Spirit, huh!?
how the heck are you?
are you going to be making any trips to the US this summer?
Quality song Andy - must find the music for that.
You are really back in UCCF mode then
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