One day I won’t be a procrastinator.
Killing me slowly.
“So this is my prayer: that your love will flourish and that you will not only love much but well. Learn to love appropriately. You need to use your head and test your feelings so that your love is sincere and intelligent, not sentimental gush. Live a lover’s life circumspect and exemplary, a life Jesus will be proud of: bountiful in fruits from the soul, making Jesus Christ attractive to all, getting everyone involved in the glory and praise of God.”
Fun fact about me: I am stubborn and I don’t like people telling me what I should do. I’m glad I’m not one to be pushed around or easily persuaded, but sometimes I can really make a mess of things by being so contrary. Thankfully, there’s someone wiser than me who already knows me and knows my heart and it’s willful little ways.
After reading this passage, I do want it to become my prayer. I need to listen to people who love me more and stop pursing happiness in the wrong form. Loving much isn’t exactly my problem, but loving well, that’s the crux. Oh that I would focus on the glory and praise of God and not the peripheral. So this is my prayer.
I need to get it together. This week is not my favorite.