Keeping our candle lit is the difference between cold extinguished and setting life ablaze. Like any candle, we first need a spark, and the oxygen to fuel the flame.
I crawled out from between that downy sandwich and tugged on clothes. Almost out of spite, I was going to prove a point about fashion versus function. Well, I didn’t bother with my trusty one pair of denims as I hurried out with the girls.
She likes to pack, and since I’m more partial to throwing a business suit into a plastic bag, she’d rather organize the goods. The caveat is that I don’t get to complain if her selections aren’t my favorites. It’s a fair system.
I think most men struggle with it because we are under the impression that forgiving someone lets them off the hook for what they did to hurt us. We amp up in the fantasy of getting even or an upper hand through revenge.
If you ever want to experience the confidence shattering sensation of having every single thing you say and do examined under a critical microscope and launched back at you with a poo-poo shooter, then give law enforcement a try for a day.
We cannot and will not ever be able to replace the role God intended to play. His LOVE is unending. His SECURITY is uncompromising. His SIGNIFICANCE is incomparable.