The Path
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Sometimes, I don’t want to walk the path that God has laid out for me. I forget that my life is not my own. I forget that I was bought with a price. I forget how dark my sin is and how merciful my God is.
Sometimes, rather than rejoice that He chose me as His minister of mercy, I rebel. I see problems, not potential. I am looking with earthy eyes, rather than seeking His divine directive.
Sometimes, I think I am better than my brother. I see his sin, but I forget my own.
Sometimes, I am a lot like Jonah.