How many times do you go into "savior" mode? I know I do... often. For some crazy reason beyond my knowledge, I've come to think that I can do something about almost anything. Make sense? Maybe not. I am learning [so much] lately to literally surrender my hopes and fears, my desires and what I think I need, and all the in between.
When something goes wrong in my family or with my friends, I automatically think "What can I do about this? How can I fix it? Surely I can make things right." Surely not. I am not the savior here... and never will be. This may just be the most difficult lesson to learn. For me, anyways. I want so badly to be able to take care of each person's hurts... all their lost dreams, broken hearts and deep wounds. Wake up call, Sarah: you can't heal. The One and Only person who can??? Yup, you guessed it... Jesus. Why is surrender so difficult?
I mean, I guess it all comes down to pride. It's prideful for me to think that I can save anyone from their circumstances, hurts or longings. Only Christ can do that, and do it well. I'm not (and never will be) cut out for that job. Wow. Takes a lot of pressure off. Now if only I can remember to remember this little lesson every single time.
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