Eyes

God has an amazing way of slapping us in the face in the most delightful ways.
How are we so stupid to think that we know what is good for us, or what his plans are for us?
Why do we think we know better?
How can we even want ANYTHING but his will?
I know all of this, and yet I still continue to beat my own path in this maelstrom, like I know what I'm doing!
I wouldn't even know where to go if I even found out how to get places.
Followers of Christ are often likened to sheep.
I think I'm finally realizing why.
We're dumb as rocks. Or in this case, sheep




Jesus said to him, "I am the way, and the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father but through Me."

Surrender.

I want to stop using this keyboard as my only weapon.
My fists are out of practice.
Perhaps I'm getting old.
Perhaps I'm getting passive.
Nothing worthwhile is uncontested.
Maybe I have to find a while that's worth it.