Oh, were those workmen red hot angry with little old me that day. Why? Well, innocently I'm riding my bicycle back home from Millburn Junior High School, safely traversing sidewalks, down the hill right past some shops on Main Street, without a care in the world, free as a bird in flight. And clueless.
Until I hear some rather nasty words hurled my way along with a hand gesture of a rather foul sort. What did I do to deserve this? As I stop my bike at the corner light, and look back at where I'd just come from, to where those fuming workmen stand rather threateningly, it's there I note a continuous tire mark in the cement from the top of the hill to where I'm now standing. Head in the clouds, not over fantastic grades I can assure you, I've ridden through a relatively long stretch of wet cement! That cement hadn't had time to harden. Not yet. Especially with my help.
This experience reminds me that my Christian life needs time to set, mature, and cure. Immaturity happens early on but hopefully doesn't last a lifetime.
Our faith and trust in Jesus need time to harden. To settle down and grow up. Both feet firmly in. Stop fence-straddling and take your stand with Jesus. Be all in with the truths of God's Word. No more fudging. Hemming and hawing flirting with modern culture just to fit in. Blossom. Settled with who is your Lord and God. Like cured cement.
It's quite a stretch for me to seek what God wants. Why does it take me so long to stop in my tracks and ask Jesus for His guidance and help, and then wait on Him? And see what happens? As I said, it's taken me a while, and I'm still in Jesus' Kindergarten class. Sadly, not the head of it. I may have to be held back.
Hebrews 6: 1--'Therefore let us leave the elementary doctrine of Christ and go on to maturity...' Grow up. Be an adult believer. How? If you're a follower of Jesus, then you know where you need to mature. To improve. Be honest. No one will hear you; except, well, you know who?
How about me? I need to focus less on my problems and more on God's promises. Get the Bible into my head, so to speak. Less negative self-talk and more positive God-speak. Stop allowing Satan to man the phones. Push him aside giving my internal microphone to Jesus for a change. That's one area where I need to grow up as a believer. There are others. But at least get off your duff. Start, already. And watch where you're going.
Thank you, Jesus, for being patient with me. Amen.
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