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Time Brings Perspective

September 3, 2010

I began this week lamenting my failures. I have to confess. I am not a realist. I am a pessimist as my wife insists. I see my failings easy, but it occurred to me my standard is unreachable. In all things relational my standard is Jesus. I choose to follow Him. I could never be the Father He would be to my kids, but I certainly try by His grace to grow in His characteristics and priorities.

In my last blog, there a small bit of hope at the end, not unlike some of David’s psalms. Today I have more. Here’s the perspective time brings: in the same way I don’t moan about my job because I am thankful to have one, I give thanks to God for the gifts He has given, not moan about the perceived lack of magnitude in them. Who am I to question the giver of every good and perfect gift? No one.

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