Now the serpent was more crafty than any of the wild animals the Lord God had made. Genesis3:1
Sometimes I don't like me very much. I have to live with me ~ & the voices in my head. I know what goes on in there & there are days it's like living in the middle of the local dump.
Life was jogging along, rather wet & muddly, but pretty much as usual then one morning, for no discernable reason, I woke up ratty as. Nothing pleased me. My house, my cats, my children were all unmitigated nuisances I could have cheerfully wished to the bottom of the deep blue sea. Deary me! Does this get included in the "Pick up your cross & follow me" mandate? I should live on an island. Ooops. Already doing that.
And this is where the tire meets the road. It is easy, relatively, when things are going well & your insides are happy & your feelings line up tidily on the cheerful & happy side of things to apply all those high principles Christ so thoughtfully gave us to live by. But the flesh is weak. Given the smidgen of a headache, the least bit of an emotional upset, a tad too little sleep & believe you me my flesh is screaming. It does not make me happy & I can assure you I do not make others happy either.
So for my family who put up with me anyway & forgive me my sins, thank you. And for my Lord & saviour who died that one day I might be free of the sin that so easily entangles, for grace & mercy extended I am grateful. For my cats who don't know I am a weak & flawed human being & love me lavishly I am more than grateful. I thank God there are new days, new beginings & forgiveness of sins but dear God in heaven, in the New Heaven & the New Earth let there be no talking snakes!