I want a golden goose....

So yesterday was my Verica Salt day. All I wanted was what I wanted, no consideration to those around me or those married to me (its only one). I thought I was right about everything and that everything should be done my way. I wondered why I didn't have as much as my neighbor and thought about my choices to serve the Lord. It was a terrible no good very bad day.

What was more frustrating then anything was the fact that I thought I was so done with this sin of thinking about myself all the time. I thought ok, that sin is done move on to the next one, but no, it showed its ugly head all over again. Thought the pitty parties were done, and I was content in what the Lord had blessed me with. I felt like a rat in a maze and just when I finally figured out how to get out, they changed the walls on me and I had to start all over again.

The Lord has been so gracious to me, I mean who am I to think oh this sin is done, next. That is just plain insane. His conviction was so sweet this morning. He was guiding me in His word to John 13 where Jesus washes his disciples feet. If the savior of the world could be a servant to the people who would betray Him, who am I to complain about folding my husbands laundry. I love the gentle pushes and pulls back to Him and how to live for Him.