Good morning Zebras,
Years ago, I played a lot of “Dr. Mario.” The point of the game was to “kill” the “germs”
by placing the correct “pills” on their head.
Three pills of the right color and the germ would die. When you killed all the germs of one color,
the “virus” itself would die.
The viruses are the little “bugs” in the magnifying glass
on the left side of the picture. There
were three of them, red, blue, and yellow, and you had to kill them all to win.
Killing a virus was great fun because it would roll over on
its back, thrash around a little and then disappear. That’s what it feels like to finally kill a
sin that’s robbing you of your joy.
Oswald from 9/30: “God
can never make us into wine if we object to the fingers He chooses to use to
crush us. We say, “If God would only use
His own fingers, and make me broken bread and poured-out wine in a special way,
then I wouldn’t object!” But when He
uses someone we dislike or some set of circumstances, to which we said we would
never submit, to crush us, we object… If
we are ever going to be made into wine, we will have to be crushed-you cannot
drink grapes. Grapes become wine only
when they have been squeezed.”
God does not crush us Himself, He uses people and circumstances
to do it and every time we take the “high road,” every time we do what honors
God rather than what we want to do, a bug dies.
And if you do it long enough and often enough eventually the virus
itself will die.
I love you Zebras, so much, you only hurt yourself when you
insist upon having your own way because when you do you feed the virus of pride
that lives inside all of us.
Compromise, give-in, admit you may be wrong and put unity
of Spirit first. Humble yourself before
God, repent and receive forgiveness, apologize and make restitutions if
necessary and give God the opportunity to defend you.
An opportunity that will never exist if you’re always defending
yourself, even if it’s only in your mind.
Love,
Jill
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