This Sunday, January 5th, I will be 6 years old.
It’s been six years since I cried for help and the One who made me answered me. I shared about my conversion in the post God healed overnight what therapy couldn’t heal in years.
It all sounds wonderful, but after we are born into eternity, we still need to follow a guide. Six months into my conversion, I was so misguided. Instead of focusing on the powerful Word that had healed me overnight, I followed all sorts of spiritual paths.
These spiritual paths presented themselves through people who were even more misguided than I was. I wasn’t peaceful and neither were they, in spite of appearances. Truth is we never know what peace really is like until we taste it.
This peace doesn’t come out of our own efforts, so meditation or rituals are simply bandaids. There is only one way to feel the inexplicable peace that the sovereign of all life can give us.
I hadn’t found the way, so I continued to walk multiple paths thinking that was a wise idea. And it was only when I turned back from this “world of possibilities” and went back to the Word that I found the peace I had been looking for.
Genuine peace is a gift from God. We receive it when we accept his calling, believe in him and follow his guidance.
And this is where many of us stumble.
We are not called to tell others how to live their lives. That would be a violation of the freedom that our sovereign Lord has granted us. Even when we talk about how we choose to live, we should be mindful that we are not boasting about it or making it sound as though we are an example for others. We are not.
Jesus is the example. He is our way, our truth and our life.
I pray that we continue to walk humbly as we follow Jesus. May he give us understanding to steer clear from telling others how to live, and instead welcome, encourage and love one another.