#31daysoffrailty | IDOLS
Depending on your screen, that confection is larger than actual size. It was meaningful.
Chocolate and I go way back. I wouldn’t say I’m addicted. I can absolutely pass chocolate without having to have it. Especially if it’s poor quality. Don’t waste my time. Let’s just say I’m chocolatereliant. But pure sugar has a downside. It keeps you. It reigns. Then it FAILS because it was never made to deliver. All the things we give our power and faith to, become idols. And idols are dead tokens, broken wands, because there’s only One who is worthy of ultimate worth.
But I don’t always like the way he rules me. This may be crass but what I’m realizing lately is God’s way of moving me and leading me is just not very easy to hear, despite decades of loving him and spending time with him. If anyone has a different deal with God, I’d love to know about it, but for me, I generally get desperately unhappy before a move, feel like it might make me insane, and then there is a sudden release into an understanding of what God wants me to do, and I have every bit of faith suddenly, peace drops in, and we go. All along the way, God feeds me himself just like Jacob and Hagar were sustained. Then he breaks the pain into chunks, like ice over ocean. I make a way to survive these hardships because of who I am and how I am made, and the tender hand of God on my chest (Ps 139:5), saying , There, there, be well. I am here.
That’s how it goes. It’s really tender and really not any kind of fuss, when what I usually want is a fuss. I mean I want a valiant rescuer a lot more often and what I get instead is I get rock-hard survivor muscles, and sweet compassionate shepherding from the God of my life. And I am well. He does not coddle me. He is God.
5 I know that the Lord is great,
that our Lord is greater than all gods.
6 The Lord does whatever pleases him,
in the heavens and on the earth,
in the seas and all their depths.
7 He makes clouds rise from the ends of the earth;
he sends lightning with the rain
and brings out the wind from his storehouses.
15 The idols of the nations are silver and gold,
made by human hands.
16 They have mouths, but cannot speak,
eyes, but cannot see.
17 They have ears, but cannot hear,
nor is their breath in their mouths.
18 Those who make them will be like them,
and so will all who trust in them.