FIX ME, JESUS
It’s not my fault. It never has been. When I broke a toy I blamed my sister (I didn’t want to admit I played with Barbie dolls). When I broke the law, I blamed the State Trooper (he stopped the wrong car). When I broken my leg, I blamed my friend (that was actually his fault). When I broke a heart, I blamed God (it’s just not God’s will that we date – typical Christian breakup line, right?). When things don’t go exactly the way that I want I just look around and find a scapegoat. Why not? It’s what society teaches. Watch the news, it’s the way of the world. No one wants to take the blame for anything. So there, it must be their fault (see I did it again).
- Who is to blame for my lack of time spent with God?
- Who is to blame when I pick up the remote instead of my Bible?
- Who is to blame when I hit the mall instead of paying my tithes?
- Who is to blame when I’m more concerned about fantasy football than the reality that my kids need my time?
- Who is to blame when I’m a prick instead of a priest of my home?
- Who is to blame for my addictions that rage out of control?
Last night I sat and listened to my children’s pastor speak to our college students. He had a timely message that was relevant to our students and I was very encouraged by his words. However, it wasn’t his message that left me speechless, it was three simple words that he prayed at the conclusion. “FIX ME, JESUS.”
I have prayed those words constantly all day. Simply declaring those words is admitting, it’s nobody else’s fault except my own. Bill Hybels once said, “Admitting your mistakes says something profound about your basic integrity as a leader.” I will be the first to admit I need God’s help. So do you!
Philippians 1:6 (HCSB) – I am sure of this, that He who started a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.
In God’s Hands,
Pastor Anthony
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So much finger pointing and excuses these days! Amen Brother Anthony!