Much to my dismay, my indecisiveness began to leak into every area of my life. Everywhere I turned, I was faced with misery. My lack of commitment had turned into malignant cancer that was eating up my very soul.
All six of them stood before us, that day, all in a row. We all knew what was coming and it wasn’t good.
I hated these moments and had witnessed them one-too-many times. I never understood why the congregants allowed this archaic practice to take place. Were all of them too fearful to stand up and do something about it?
Got a minute? Thought I’d leave you with some encouragement to go out and be all who God created you to be…
As much as I might criticize my friend’s husband, the truth of the matter is that I too struggle with arrogance and pride. I too have a propensity to throw fits of cataclysmic proportions when things do not go my way. No matter how much I would like to deny it, I have a tendency to try to control people and situations through manipulative behaviors. Although, I have surrendered this vice to God, it still beacons for my attention.