Mutating Missionary
God does not send us into the dangerous and exacting life of faith because we are qualified; He chooses in order to qualify us for what he wants us to be or do." Eugene Peterson
Hello, Thanks for visiting, After I get all of the mutating missionary blogs from the past re-posted here, I will continue writing fresh ones. Enjoy the review... Robyn Rochelle Cox RR&BC, LLC©2016 Loving God in the Moment Tuesday, June 5, 2007 protect me from myself I'm thankful for the My Great Shepherd's staff.It keeps me out of trouble -- IF I let it. You know the staff. It is that crooked thingy that the shepherd walks around with. Looks like an upside down hook. Wait, it is a hook. And it hooks me constantly. He looks at me, whispers, "Don't go there." I slide my eyes back and say, "Oh just once?" as my toe causes one small pebble to plummet the cavernous cliff and splat below...He hooks my neck and yanks me back to safety. At this point I have options. Kick, scream, careen myself out of the hook; or remain safely in the hook - usually to be drawn into His arms. I'm thankful that when I have in the past fallen, He has come down and helped me up, nursed my wounds, and carried me back up the cliff. Will I fall again - probably. But I don't want to - Oh LORD I don't want to. Please, Please, Please keep me in that place where I allow You to protect me from myself. "Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil; for Thou art with me. Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me. Thou dost prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; Thou hast anointed my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and lovingkindness will follow me all the days of my life, And I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever." Psalm 23: 4-6
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