Failure seems to come up on me like a mudslide. All at once, I’m in trouble, and the trouble keeps coming.
Angry thoughts. Sharp words. All spouting from a self-centered heart.
For out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks. Matthew 12:34b
And I have to wonder: what is in my heart that makes my mouth speak so? And how do I change it?
The only answer I have is both vague and specific: Jesus. I can’t change it. He can. He will, but that process of sanctification is still a bumpy one, so sometimes the failures pile up.
I hate failing. I hate my own hypocrisy. I hate that when I start to climb a significant spiritual mountain I so often succumb to enemy diversions.
But, my hope is in grace and forgiveness. When we repent, God forgives. And we all move on. That glorifies God: the getting up and getting at it again.
Friends, what do you do those days that you find yourself stumbling again and again?