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  • Writer's pictureLaura Kae

Tired of the morning afters

I am tired of the morning afters. I had one this morning. “What did you do last night?” you ask. Didn’t you read my post yesterday. Now you might be thinking I really fill up on self-condemnation when I dance. Only sort of. The feeling this morning had nothing to do with the dancing. It was about the conversation I had afterward.

I did my Scripture reading before I got ready for work. I am glad I did. It prepared my heart for the conversation I had with God as I prepared for work. I know I was upset. I know on some level I need to grieve, but did I have to blaspheme the good news? I never want to do that again.

My counselor has really been encouraging me to talk to God about how I feel after I have bad dreams. I had those last night as well. I had plenty of sad feelings to talk to Him about this morning.

As I washed my dishes this afternoon, I thought of a bit of good news for my day. The good news is I am not God. Think of how messed up the world would be if it had my character as a standard instead of God’s. Think how messed up it would be if it had my character running it instead of God’s.

As I thought about my less than pleasurable day yesterday, I realized I already was reaping consequences from the day before. In church, the current conversation is about the long term consequences of a decision. You reap what you sow. You plant one kernel of corn and you harvest 80. Apparently.

It is rather obvious when I look back on life. Easy to see the consequences which stemmed from my conscious decision to only live partly for God instead of completely for God. The destruction I reaped kept coming and coming and coming.

Sure glad God is there with His grace when I learn the truth.

The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth. – John 1:14

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