Evil little tattoos

Jaxon had to learn the entire chapter of 1 Corinthians 13, the love chapter. The kid has an amazing capacity to memorize, it’s really astounding. He can rap too, which cracks me up, because that is about as likely for me as growing a second head.

In his learning, I also learned quite a bit… of course I already knew the whole thing, being a preacher’s kid and all… NOT!

But here’s the part that was the kicker for me:

(Love) It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs (1 Corinthians 13:5 NIV).

Hold the phone. Love keeps no record of wrongs? Are you kidding me?

How do we keep the things that hurt us from being burned into our minds like evil little tattoos?

Here’s what I know: Go to the Rock. Not the rap… The Rock. A head-full of painful memories profits us nothing. A head-full of the promises of God keeps our hearts soft, and our ability to forgive firm. God’s promises keep our minds focused on the good in people, not the bad.

God’s promises fill the craters in our souls that the storms of life have left behind. We just have to open The Book, and go to The Rock.

Great peace have they which love thy law: and nothing shall offend them (Psalm 119:165 KJV).

My peace is only complete when I am resting on God’s precious promises. And His Word never fails me, never. It won’t fail you either.

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Options

OptionsIt’s so hot here today, nothing should be subjected to this heat with the exception of snakes and scorpions, and maybe tarantulas. It is violently hot. It is hellishly hot. Me no likey. I doubt the snakes even like it. Thankfully, I have an air-conditioned car to take me to my air-conditioned office and back to my air-conditioned house. I have options.

We always have options.

We get to make choices along the way that shape our lives. Whether they be good or bad, it’s the choices we make that define who we are and the kind of life we lead. I’ve made some good ones, and I’ve made some real stinkers. And I’ve been through plenty of storms that have toughened me, and proven to me over and over again God’s faithfulness.

Psalm 57:1 says, “. . . Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me! For my soul trusts in You; And in the shadow of Your wings I will make my refuge, Until [these] calamities have passed by.”

Do you see the key word there? It’s “make.” I will make the shadow of your wings my refuge. It doesn’t say He will take me under his wings, it says I choose to get under there. I CHOOSE.

Again; options.

I choose to keep my thermostat at 68 degrees. And I choose to pay the consequence each month when the electric bill comes.

I choose to hide under the shadow of His wings when calamities come. And there’s a calamity either coming or going pretty much all the time. It’s called life.

Choose to get under His wings, it’s cooler under there, and there aren’t any snakes.