Dragged Down Into Satan's Septic Tank
Folks don't realize that He's the same Christ now as He was back before Paul even wrote Romans. Christ lays down His life for me now as He did back to a Roman Centurion standing, watching Him crucified on the Cross, the One who is truly the Son of God now as He was then. And i'm no longer invited to the Wedding...i'm already part of it! God doesn't have me believe i'm lovable. He brings a number of people who i cannot respect around me, and yet i must exhibit my love for them, just as He loves me, unlovable me. i must always keep in mind how He has dealt with me even when i turned my back on Him.
Lord, Your voice is so gentle. It's easy for me to ignore or not hear. i didn't do anything to achieve my salvation, but i must do everything to exhibit it. i must work out what is my salvation. That's my occupation now. May i be able to face anything You bring my way. You haven't cut me off without a penny! Why should i ever feel that way? There's something in my flesh and in my mind that opposes You at times and all Satan's work seems to grow into fruition. He wants me to be dragged down into his septic tank. i depend on You for protection.
But we are all like an unclean thing, And all our righteousnesses are like filthy rags; We all fade as a leaf. And our iniquities like the wind have taken us away. And there is no one who calls on Your name, Who stirs himself up to take hold of You; For You have hidden Your face from us, And have consumed us because of our iniquities. -[Isaiah 64: 6-7]
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