7/23/11

I'm a disobedient child




My Oswald Chambers Today:


Sanctification - The mystery of sanctification is that the perfect qualities of Jesus Christ (Solus Christus) are imparted as a gift (Sola Gratia) to me, not gradually, but instantly once I enter by faith (Sola Fide) into the realization that He "Became for [me]...sanctification" (1 Corinthians 1:30). Sanctification means nothing less than the holiness of Jesus becoming mine and being exhibited in my life.


I added the Sola's because they always pop out to me now in scripture and thought. I could complete Oswald with: "Being exhibited in my life" for the Glory of God (Soli Deo Gloria).


What strikes me is: "...not gradually, but instantly once I enter by faith" I understand and accept instant sanctification and Jesus becoming mine instantly...where I fail is in having Jesus being exhibited in my life instantly. This for me has been gradual, a walk or at times a crawl. A childish fight to not be dragged into a certain area that I wish not to go. Like a child I want my desires to be met and as long as my Father's desires for me come into line with my own desires then no conflict arises. What often happens however is that God's desires are not my own. That's when the gradual comes in. I fight against Him, like a child instead of trusting in Him like an obedient child. Oswald understood this to be impossible. That Jesus would and should be exhibited in his life (and mine) instantly just as the holiness of Jesus becomes ours instantly.


"Lord I want to be your obedient child...please transform my desires to become your desires. Amen."








7/1/11

Rabbit, Run


Your life was left wanting
Rabbit wanted running
run Rabbit, run Rabbit, rabbit, run

Your child you left, gave up on the little guy
You lacked the balls to be father
rabbit, run.

Your life was left wanting
rabbit wanted running
rabbit, run

Thin haired woman, bottle in hand, bun in oven
She's drinking her pain numb
rabbit, run

run to the painted whore, try to redeem
run from your problems
rabbit, run

The grass is greener on the other side
in your head your thoughts of being barred hit you hard
run rabbit, run
rabbit, run

you don't need to run
water your own yard.
Love rabbit, love
Rabbit, love