“Write prompted by the word, ocean” the Thursday tweet announced and I thought, well, that’s different, broad and seems neither inspirational or instructional in a faith kind of way.
I gave my own interpretation of something yesterday on “selfie day” being celebrated and too late, I realize now it may have been a tad bit haughty, self-righteous,
My parading my words via the social sites on how God wants our focus on Him and not our own ways and wills, our “selves”.
I mentioned how Peter stepped over the ledge of the storm shaken boat and seeing Jesus in the distance began to walk that way, forgetting his humanity and his own feet incapable of standing on the surface of the ocean, much less walking.
He remembered though and he found himself human, he realized he was just a man and he began to tremble, his legs close to folding and sinking.
Jesus helped him up, said come on…let me lead you the rest of the way.
Lord, thank you for helping me walk your way, for rescuing me from the places I’m particularly close to falling back into.
My sister posted a picture yesterday of my nephew strategically getting a good swift start and diving from a cliff into some beautiful ocean somewhere I’ve never seen.
I “loved” it; but, I was jealous. I’ve seen oceans only a half a day by car and less than two States away.
Another person posted a photo of their husband, his arms wide open and she doesn’t say it; but, because the sea is a sea near the places Jesus lived, walked and prayed,
I pondered the beauty of this woman’s husband in that place.
I imagined him praying, quietly, privately praising
The ocean wide and vast and immeasurable.
My afflictions, self-pity and the like…thank God…they’re eclipsed by His glory!
If His grace is an ocean
We’re all sinking.
Someone else posted a need for prayer, and I momentarily questioned it, their need or their “neediness”.
Today, I’m close again to quietly breaking up with Facebook because of all the negativity and all the unnecessary.
All of the fodder for hopelessness and questionable happiness, I’m toying with the idea of stepping away.
Social media, the place where comparison lives, tells me either my life sucks or someone else’s does and at least I’m not that crazy or that less than enough.
A seesaw of needing more and being depressed over our lack or celebrating decidedly haughtily at least I’m not as needy for notice as they are!
We judge others, we judge ourselves using glimpses, only teeny tiny glimpses of lives on screens.
In today’s, devotional from Oswald Chambers I read a stern message.
I read that Jesus tells us not to judge others, not because it’s wrong or because it doesn’t fulfill the one thing He said, we must do;
But, because we need to know this:
Our conclusions drawn of others and our methods that measure them are precisely the measures that will be used on us.
The greatest characteristic of a saint is humility, as evidenced by being able to say honestly and humbly,
“Yes, all those, as well as other evils, would have been exhibited in me if it were not for the grace of God. Therefore, I have no right to judge.
I suppose like most things, we don’t truly get it until “it’s about us”.
Someone suggested, several times a day, we say it.
It’s not about me. It’s not about me.
Those of us who prefer the written expression over the verbal, we open our Bibles and think “Oh, this is significant, I’m enlightened now! I must say a few words and thereby possibly enlighten another.”
More careful, considerate and even calculated maybe I should be, less me.
Late last night, I scrolled through the sweetest selfies on my Instagram, bubbly faces with friends and single souls smiling widely!
I regretted my judgement of the day being unnecessary.
Who am I to say?
I’m glad there’s more than an ocean full, grace.
Enough to just rightly so, fear my sinking, only to look up, look inward and recalibrate my wondering thoughts, to focus on truths of Him.
Drawn to redemption, welcomed actually.
“Judge not, that you be not judged. For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and with the measure you use it will be measured to you.”
Matthew 7:1-2 ESV