Itís been on my heart lately to really work on my love walk. To be Jesus in the skin in this world. I allow my pride and impatience to get in the way many times. Iím always in such a hurry, I donít really need to rush anywhere, I just want to be efficient. I have that type of personality. Iím a person who can be thinking about one thing, talking on the phone about another, and writing something completely different. I am efficient. This leads to impatience and I know that impatience is a manifestation of pride.
Pride shows itself in my life these ways: (1) impatience, like I already pointed out; (2) being critical or judgmental, someone is not doing something as well as I think they should, or as well as I think I could; (3) being late frequently, Iím important, they will wait for me before they start; (4) arrogance, being insensitive to other people
Iím sure that pride shows up in many other ways, conceit, bragging, haughtiness, etc. But, pride in my life is mostly this list of four. I donít really mean to be cold or insensitive, I just come off that way because of my impatience and that drive thatís in me to be perfect and efficient.
Iím reminded of Mark 8:22-25 ďAnd they came to Bethsaida. And (people) brought to Him a blind man and begged Him to touch him. And He caught the blind man by the hand and led him out of the village; and when He had spit on his eyes and put His hands upon him, He asked him, Do you see anything? And he looked up and said, I see people, but (they look) like trees, walking. Then He put His hands on his eyes again; and the man looked intently (that is, fixed his eyes on definite objects), and he was restored and saw everything distinctly (even what was at a distance).
Iíve been seeing people that look like trees lately, I find myself looking right past them or through them. I am not focused on definite objects, I am focused on what task I am doing at the time. I see many people daily in my job, and Iím not being sensitive to them as people. Iím not being Jesus in the skin and Iím not walking in love, I am just doing my task.
The following poem is my prayer.
Reduce Me To Love
Lord reduce me to love,
The love thatís from above.
Let there be nothing left inside of me,
Except Your love, for others to see.
I pray Your love shines so bright,
That others are attracted to the light.
That we may all have love for each other,
And not hide continually under cover.
Reduce, refine, workout the changes,
To be made until we are blameless.
A church without blemish or spot
Is what Your blood has bought.
You paid by dying on the tree,
Long ago at Calvary.
For believers, You promise to return,
For that day we all yearn.