{white chocolate mocha with whip cream}{sees bridge mix candy}{dirty martini with an extra olive}{reality tv}{snooze button}{tableside guacamole from “la cocina”}
Guilt, oh guilt, how do I love thee? There is a constant nagging in my head…this voice that can speak louder than God many moments in a day exposing how I have fallen short, self-indulged, judged quickly.
Psalms 38:4 touches my heart. It says “My guilt has overwhelmed me like a burden too heavy to bear”. I realize during this season that has highlighted my imperfections and additionally amped up my guilt meter, I could be a better mom, wife, nurse to peter, friend, runner…you name it, I could be better at it.
The more I contemplate my guilty-ness; I dig deeper to find a purpose to all of this mental madness. God would not have designed me to feel guilty without there being a BIGGER goal in His plan.
Perhaps my guilt {His BIGGER picture} reminds me…
- I am constantly lacking…I cannot do it on my own. My guilt reminds me of God and his provisions.
- I have fallen short today, but because of His mercy, I will have tomorrow to re-face the challenges and re-new the hope that I will get closer to the mark.
- God knows. He knows my limitations, faults, shortcomings and is word says He will provide what I so humbly lack.
God, thanks you for my guilty pleasures. It is a steady reminder of your goodness.
What is your guilty pleasure?
