January 16–Hey! Who Cut In On Me?

Have you ever gone through a good period of time (even if it was a very short one!) when things seemed to be going smoothly, and you were doing things pretty darn well?  Sweeeeeeet, huh? Then suddenly it came to a screeching halt, and you’re left wondering what the heck just happened? 

That can happen in our Christian walk, too. When I come to a screeching halt spiritually and wonder: What happened? Where did my peace go? Where did my hope go? Where did my close walk with Jesus go?

Who cut me off?  What got in my way? I usually can answer quite definitively:  that would be me.

You were running a good race. Who cut in on you and kept you from obeying the truth? Galatians 5:7

Personal Reflections from Sylane                                                                             O Lord! You know that is true!

You know that song? “It’s me! It’s me, O Lord, standing in the need of prayer! (Repeat! Then get more real!) Not my brother, not my sister, but it’s me, O Lord! Standing in the need of prayer!”

Oh, yeah! And it’s also me–standing in my own way, cutting in front of me! I was running a good race! I was feeling pretty peaceful, prety loving!

Who the heck allowed me to get all grumpy? Who the heck invited me to a full-blown pity party? Who was giving me all those grandiose kudos and let my head just get too big for the rest of me? Who put my Bible out of my reach so I wasn’t reaching for it? Who the heck started that darn hamster dance music–and left me spinning my wheels inside my own head?

I was running a good race. Dog gone it! Who cut in on me?


Oops. I look around. Yep, it really was me.

It was my perspective. I lost God’s eternal perspective–or at least put it aside for awhile.

It was my pride.  It was my I’ve-got-a-right-to-feel-and-act-that-way yucky attitude. I took up my own self-focused, self-importance instead of the power of the humility of Jesus.

It was me. I cut in on me. But, look! There’s my Abba! There’s my Lord who never changes. God’s Spirit. God’s Word. True. Faithful. Loving. Pulling me back (sometimes with a bit of a snap to my head, if necessary!). Pulling me, leadng me back into the race.

Pulling me back into His grace and truth. 

No matter what my circumstances are along the race course. Of course.


In love, peace and purposeful passion,                                                               Sylane