You know that old saw about “If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans”? Yeah.
So, it’s been about five weeks since I posted anything on here. A little bit longer than that since I said I would be posting on Tuesdays. The reason for the delay, and for posting today, a Thursday, might not be what you think, however.
It certainly is not for lack of things to write about. I have seven or eight things written and notes on a handful more. The problem is that once I wrote them, I don’t know how else to explain it but to say they just didn’t taste right. Imagine yourself making a dish or a desert or snack to take to a party or a potluck. After doing everything you are supposed to do, you complete the final step and go in for a taste test. But it doesn’t taste like you wanted it to. The whole time you were preparing it, you could almost sense the flavor of the dish. But this isn’t it. And now you don’t want to take it to the party at all.
That’s where I was. But I couldn’t figure out why.
Then one day, about four weeks ago, mind you, I found myself contemplating how, despite knowing better, I regularly find myself getting bogged down spiritually. More specifically, I allow myself to be overwhelmed by the feeling that I’m just not measuring up, that I’m constantly letting God down, not doing what I should, not being what I should. I find myself diligently seeking God’s approval while telling myself at the same time that I am nowhere close. It’s a very frustrating place to be and due to some deep-seeded, long lasting issues which I will go into another time, I do what I’ve always done. That is, I convince myself if I cannot ever succeed, what reason is there to try.
That’s when God told me, Write about that, Mark.
“But, I don’t want to write about that, God. I want to write about my interpretations and suggested application of Bible passages. I want to write about topical issues and what the Bible says about them. I want to writ—“
But that’s not why I wanted you to start this blog.
“But that stuff’s too personal.”
You invited people to walk with you. Do you think others aren’t facing the same problems?
I gave in and agreed to write on this subject. It wouldn’t be easy. I would feel weird doing it. But God, of course, was right. It’s what I needed to work on. It’s where my walk was taking me and I invited y’all to come along.
Well, go ahead, Mark. Write it.
“Yeah, but it’s not Tuesday. I said I’d be posting on Tuesday so people would know when to expect something and I have homework and all this other stuff…“
I kept putting this off. God kept telling me to write it. But even when the next Tuesday came, I still didn’t write.
“Well, it’s already 9 pm. It’s too late to put anything up now,” I’d argue. But I knew I needed to. I knew I eventually would. Finally, I knew I wouldn’t have any peace about this until I did.
So here I am. I haven’t even scratched the surface, but I’ve brought it to light (Yes, I love my idioms. Sue me.) This is me telling you that for the foreseeable future, the primary theme of this blog is going to be about God working with me and me wrestling with this issue. I don’t know what days I’ll be posting. I’ll leave that to God. Hopefully I’ll be smart enough to listen the first time, this time.



