There Will Be Tears
In yesterday’s post I made mention of how in Old Testament times the Israelites repeatedly turned away from God. I went on in comedic relief, giving a description of the Israelites conviction and turning away from their false gods. I start off again today recollecting with similar description of tears, runny noses, and a mournful heart concerning the early days of my renewed walk with Christ. I went through a tearful period of conviction by the Holy Spirit revealing sin in my life. I had acknowledge problem areas, adjusted and thought things were fine between God and I.
Peering back at those early months I think that the initial stumbling spells I had were a result of seeking Biblical knowledge, but not grasping the critical and essential difference between seeking knowledge of God versus seeking God through His Word.
Months later, after having adjusted how I approached The Father, I began having that feeling of a distance between myself and God. Fueled by the desire to now comprehend from God’s perspective, what “it”
was that I was missing, I found that jealousy issues were rooted in my heart. Talk about being shocked. I was utterly repulsed upon discovering this character flaw, this SIN! This revelation wasn’t immediate though, it took some “soul searching” and submission to dig up this impediment. I believe that it only came to me because I finally reached a broken state. I finally had enough one evening, not of God, but of myself, of my flesh. Frustration had set in from not finding the answers on my terms. I was tired of warring with God. I was tired of straddling the fence. I gave up. I had enough of my flesh, I had enough of it’s vileness, it’s corrupt and deceitful ways. I knew in my spirit that until the sinful attitude of jealousy was addressed (James 5:16), it was still just another bump in the road affecting my walk with Christ, hindering it.
This is when I began to no longer view God as some grand school teacher, nor as the Creator with the constant scowl on His brow, just waiting to smote me once I screwed up. I now saw Him, Jesus as the only way to truly resolve my issues. I saw Christ not as a therapist that I paid to merely hear my problems, but as someone that desires to come along side of me during my troubles because He is a friend that truly cares for me.
Grace and peace be with you.
