Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
5) Asking God to reveal things that don't please Him, weaknesses I'm unaware of, deceptions I live as truth....WHAM...those requests have painful consequences...at first. But the truth does set free and the truth is bedrock.
I would rather have the ugly truth than a sanitized, be-ribboned lie. And the ugly truth turns beautiful in the hands of the God of grace and mercy. His truth is worth seeking.