CORRECTIONS REVEAL MATURATION
Friday, February 12, 2016
Jeremiah [ESV] 18:2-4 "Arise, and go down to the potter's house, and there I will let
you hear my words." So I went down to the potter's house, and there he was
working at his wheel. And the vessel he was making of clay was spoiled in the
potter's hand, and he reworked it into another vessel, as it seemed good to the
potter to do.
Philippians 3:12-18 Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I
press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own. Brothers,
I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting
what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward
the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus. Let those of
us who are mature think this way, and if in anything you think otherwise, God
will reveal that also to you. Only let us hold true to what we have attained. Brothers,
join in imitating me, and keep your eyes on those who walk according to the
example you have in us. For many, of whom I have often told you and now tell
you even with tears, walk as enemies of the cross of Christ.
I received
correction soon after writing about the life-issue of knowing God sees all we
do, but as Spurgeon preached, does the knowledge make an actual difference in
the way we live? A female family member wrote that the DT title should’ve been
PANTSUIT ON FIRE not PANTS ON FIRE.
Thank you dear cousin
for setting me to again pondering maturation!
I don’t pretend
for one minute to be the epitome of maturity, but to God’s credit do claim
progress as His work-piece. This is not to say I have been the archetype
cooperative bit of clay, for I too have problem pride. Thankfully not so large a
lump as once was, but nonetheless an occasionally protruding hunk of my old
nature.
If we are
compliant, corrective words bringing the most force to bulging pride are a
wonderful life-shaping blessing. If noncompliant we contour our vessel uglier. Corrections
reveal maturation, or the lack thereof.
Again, thank you
dear cousin for your bit of wit that lightly pressured me to repeat the blessed
Philippians 4:4-8 exercise.
EBB4
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