Thursday, November 21, 2013

It aint about me.

I find myself on Thursday night still chewing on Sundays sermon. I guess it may be safe to say the sermon is still chewing on me. I am thankful for a pastor who preaches from the word. I am thankful that he will preach on things that step on my toes as well as others and it would be easy to skip those passages and find something more appealing and something that would make us feel good about ourselves. This past Sunday wasn't one of those Sundays. I was reminded it aint about me. Man did I need to hear that. I know there was far more to the sermon but trust me I'm still trying to swallow just that part. There were times I was afraid he was gonna call me out by name but he didn't have to. I found it interesting that a friend of mine made a facebook post about the same thing. What really kicked me in the mouth was they weren't at church on Sunday but her status was though they heard the message. This week "its not about me" has come and gone and sorta been like a pebble in your shoe. Its uncomfortable and then you think its gone and then it rolls back under your toes just as uncomfortable as before. I think it really hit me why I have gotten very little out of reading the Bible for the last while. The same reason I haven't gotten as much from church or prayer. I really made it all about me. I wanted to cherry pick the parts of the Bible I wanted to read. The parts I could find to prove my point. I listened to the word preached and what fit I held on to what was uncomfortable I applied to others. I wanted God to agree with me. I wanted God to show me that I was right. I wanted God to reveal to me in his word that what I wanted him to show me. I wanted to pull out the parts I wanted to put in my tool box or gun bag that I may use against others but wanted to leave the parts like love and forgiveness and acceptance and grace out because they didn't fit my agenda. Rather than reading Gods word and trying to apply it to my life I read Gods word trying to find what fit into my life. Rather than trying to become more Christ like I wanted the word to be more about me and where I was.

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