“To weigh or not to weigh?”
I didn’t for 2 mornings. Freedom.
Morning came. And the tempter had whispered right before bed: “What’s your reward for any restraint in the evening if not for the potential measure of success the next morning?”
Wish I hadn’t listened. Result? Self-absorbed.
Confessed to God. Repented.
Looked up at “Christ ..in whom are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge” Col 2:3
Gave ‘it’ to God to tell me what to do.
The answer came via 16th century pastor William Gurnall. The Holy Spirit nailed me. Turns out I’m a liar! I had prayed this morning, “Your will be done in my life, Lord!”
And ignored that His will for my life is my sanctification, growing Jesus-like, not weighing X or Y.
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