Grace vs. Guilt

This new piece is not fully centred on comparing both  or pointing out how absolutely different they are, in fact, they are both on different pages and I wish we all are tuned on to the page of Grace.

It is the middle of the week and I ask myself, how do you feel? The major positive issue with me is that I do not lie to myself and as we all know sometimes the truth can be bitter. The truth was I was neutral and I do not like neutral as much as I do not like uncertainty.  Work was alright, I had few deadlines I could meet, then what is the issue, I ask myself yet again, but there was no answer.

And it came to me slowly.

How many of us are guilty of what we are not instead of being grateful for what we are? Are you sad at where you are instead of being thankful for where you are going?

As a not so very young lady, I know my appetite for self-fulfilment is extreme and my need to exceed my imagination is aiming towards overload and this hunger for tomorrow if not controlled can consume me instead of me consuming it. Just imagine a very hungry lion being eaten by an eagle. Hmn, I would leave that your imagination, but that would not be the portion of any Victorious woman out there! Amen!

It is easier said than done, when people say, you have so much potential inside you, and your mind runs on a marathon on how many things and resources you do not have, your mind reminds you of all your character and personality defects, of how many times you were passed over and how many times xyz said and did to you. But hold on, what of how many times people have told you how much of a great destiny you have inside, how many times they have sat just to listen to you, how many times have people asked you, can you do that again? How many times you have had the opportunity to feed, clothe, smile and walk.

Deprive your tank of guilt and fill it up with thanks. Cut the web of guilt without a smile with the sword of grace, and when you are done, smile. Use the paint brushes of hope and promise to put colour to the uncertain tomorrow. When you start, you would be surprised the picture you come up with.

My picture is this piece as I used my paint brush of words to write even when I was not sure what it would be about.

Verse to remember:  Psalm 139:13-14, "For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well." (NIV)