Jon Foreman has a song called "Lord, Save Me From Myself". It's pretty much my prayer right now.
I let my insecurities and my desires team up to guide my actions in a certain area of my life. They tend to lead me in a direction I'd rather not go. Not a blatantly bad direction. Just a direction that is nowhere near as good as the direction I should be going.
If Heaven is north and Hell is south, I'm headed west in the right lane, and following wherever the highway curves.
There's an exit coming up soon, for a little two-lane back road that meanders north. I think I should take it.
Have you ever been at that exit? What happened when you took it? What happened when you passed it?
The paradox of insular language
7 months ago
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I think that a "direction that is nowhere near as good as the direction I should be going" is the same as a "blatantly bad direction". Both lead you away from God.
I think most people at least live like they're heading west or east. The problem is they hope that after a lifetime of driving west, they'll end up someplace north! Nice illustration, I'm going to have to use that.
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