Sunday, 9 October 2011
Friday, 7 October 2011
sometimes at the end of the day, you just what to give a sigh of relief. "give".. that doesn't sound like the right word.
and yet, it's not with the sense of accomplishment I say this. Relieved that the day is over. That tomorrow I can accomplish less things, and be comfortable about it.
I question, at the end of the day, how do I gauge my accomplishments? Where, or in what do I find my fulfillment daily?
I know the right answer, no, I don't actually KNOW the right answer. but i thought i knew. How pride can cloud one's sight. Repenting for knowing that life is more than what's right in front of me, but living and thinking as if it is. (Daily, this I must)
A sigh of relief, that in the cross, in Christ's propitiating work I trust. Completed, done.
-long tiring day, of nil accomplishment.
and yet, it's not with the sense of accomplishment I say this. Relieved that the day is over. That tomorrow I can accomplish less things, and be comfortable about it.
I question, at the end of the day, how do I gauge my accomplishments? Where, or in what do I find my fulfillment daily?
I know the right answer, no, I don't actually KNOW the right answer. but i thought i knew. How pride can cloud one's sight. Repenting for knowing that life is more than what's right in front of me, but living and thinking as if it is. (Daily, this I must)
A sigh of relief, that in the cross, in Christ's propitiating work I trust. Completed, done.
-long tiring day, of nil accomplishment.
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