Before closing yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I mentioned that we need to live in obedience to God.
As a child of God, I do this, to the best of my ability.
Here we go, again. I must say that I am not perfect. In any way. Nor do I always life up to the standards that God has desired of us.
But, I do my best. And, am thankful that He has provided His Word, for me, for you, and for all who will read it.
In addition, I am grateful that God leads me.
Not just through His word, but by leading me through conviction. This is a little difficult to explain, so I will try to give an example of what I mean.
Something happened this week, that happens to everyone from time to time. While reading the newspaper the other day, I saw in the death notices, a name that I recognized.
This name wasn't a common name. At first, I was feeling rather shocked. You see, I had spoken to this fellow, recently. As far as I know, he didn't have any major health concerns.
This fellow was a fellow Christian. I had met him at one church, and worshipped with him at another church, where he had begun worshipping at. In addition, he and I met with my mortgage agent Christian friend, in an effort to assist him in moving forward towards a land/property purchase he was considering making, in the future.
I verified that he was indeed the person I knew. I read that he would not have visitation at a funeral home. Instead, there would only be a grave-side service.
At first, I felt I should attend. Then, realizing that the weather forecast wasn't great, I decided to not attend.
After all, I am trying my best to recover from surgeries that haven't gone well. And once again, my body is open... draining... and unhealed. I knew it wouldn't be good for me to be out in bad weather, freezing.
My mind literally flip-flopped. One minute, I wasn't going to the buriel. The next, I was.
After praying about it, and hearing the weather was going to be cold and windy, I made my decision. I would not attend. Even up to the evening before the buriel, I felt this way.
But, God woke me up. He did His thing with me.
No longer being able to sleep, I prayed again. I could not get this off my mind.
He answered me. In fact, He lead me to realize that this was one of those times when I needed to follow His leading. And, not be concerned about my own health needs.
Why He did this, I have no idea. But, He did. And, wanting to be obedient to Him, I made the final decision, to attend the buriel, trusting Him for any concerns for myself.
I was reminded of Romans 12:2, "And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God."
In the end, I must say that I was grateful God led me to this decision. I was grateful that He allowed the Holy Spirit to convict me and lead me to the right decision.
And, how thankful I am that God has placed the need on my heart to obey Him.
Hopefully, your relationship with our Lord, is like mine. And hopefully, you respond, as I do. In obedience to Him.
Until next time...
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