God of mercy, come
Into the hidden places of our hearts.
Christ of compassion, come
Into the broken places of our world.
Spirit of life, come
Into the polluted places of our lives.
Forgive us, heal us, redeem us,
Lead us from death to eternal life.
This morning I am wondering if I have learned anything so far from my dry week? Have I come closer to understanding my sinfulness, need for Christ, or what sacrifice is?
The answer... not really... not yet... but taking time this morning to reflect helped me gain some perspective.
I am in the place right now where I am feeling like "I" can do it. "I" can withstand drinking and haven't really been challenged that much, other than that I want to drink a glass of wine with dinner and don't.
I talk about it with Matt and feel good about myself for being "strong", "holy" and "sacrificial" enough to give something up.
Well, I need Jesus just like everyone else. Even if I could give up wine on my own, without God's help, I am learning how much I want others to notice that about me. This week I am going to focus on my personal journey, no comparison, no seeking for outward approval... but a heart that wants to sacrifice because Christ sacrificed for me.
Confidence in my identity in Christ alone