Making Godly Decisions
As a Christian I seek to make right decisions in my life that I hope reflects Christ, the Word of God, and the Holy Spirit living and dwelling within me. To do anything less hurts the image of Christianity in our world.
Daily I pray for wisdom from above, not from earth. However, despite my best efforts, I fail daily at doing the will of God in my life. I feel like Paul who said, “I do not understand my own actions. For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate.”
Nonetheless, despite my failures, I keep on turning to God. I know that is the right way to live. Give God your best and when you make mistakes, ask for his forgiveness and keep moving forward. If you do not give up on Him, He will not give up on you.
In the book of James, the author says, “Anyone, then, who knows the right thing to do and fails to do so, commits sin.” This scripture alone reminds me daily of how easy it is to commit sin, especially the sins of omission. This is the kind of sins many of us commit each day.
We may not murder; we may not lie, we may not commit adultery; we may not do those things that God tells us not to do. Yet, many of us, me included, allow each day to pass without doing more for the Lord and for others, when we have the spiritual, physical or financial resources to do so.
I wish I had a better ability to value my Creator, and admire Him more for what He has done for me and is doing for me in my daily life. He knows me; He knows I love Him; He knows I am good at making mistakes; He knows that I know, when I do, I can turn to Him for forgiveness. How thankful I am for my Savior. My prayer is that when I am not in His presence, I am miserable.
My cousin has a rescue pet that is unlike any animal I have ever met. He absolutely worships his human dad. To watch him stare up at his dad as if to say, “You are my hero,” is quite a moving sight. When Happy is in the presence of his human dad, he is just that happy. Wherever his dad goes, Happy goes. When Happy cannot be with his dad, he is absolutely miserable. He looks as if he has lost his best friend for life. Until he is back in the presence of his dad, he is not a happy dog.
That’s the way I wish I could be with my God. I wish I could have the love, the devotion, the undying commitment that Happy has for his dad. For when I am in the presence of God, I know that I am at my happiest, too.
I’m not perfect and I make mistakes every day. However, this much I know: God will never give up on me and I will never give up on my God. I appreciate my rescue God, just as Happy appreciates his rescue dad.