There’s nothing like waking up in the morning with an idea floating around in my head telling me that I am disrespectful to God by my nonchalant approach to Him and His ways…then get up to read things like, “The Lord spoke thus to me with a strong hand…” (Isaiah 8:11), and then this: “God has to destroy our determined confidence in our own convictions.”; “We show our ignorance of Him in the very way we decide to serve Him. We serve Jesus in a spirit that is not His, and hurt Him by our defense of Him. We push His claims in the spirit of the devil.”; “Have I been persecuting Jesus by an eager determination to serve Him in my own way? If I feel like I have done my duty, yet have hurt Him in the process, I can be sure that was NOT my duty…..” (all quotes from Oswald Chambers)
Those were just a few of the zingers flung at me this morning…like rubbing salt in my already wounded spirit. All I could see in my head was a big hand saying STOP! but nothing else. So the only thing I could do was revert back to my school days, ‘Pee Chee’ art, and randomly doodle. It dawned on me while doodling that everything I did that inflicted a sense of black and white had the potential of NOT being from God but ‘duty’ driven–MY way–the wrong way. The way to know my true duty is by testing it against the color of my ‘spirit.’ Will what I do be kind, bring light, fill another or myself with joy, show love…? If so, then THAT is my duty. The greatest of these is LOVE.
Doodle response for January 29, 2015 from My Utmost for His Highest. #111