Believe me, if Martin Luther lived today, he'd be heartsick. That rugged warrior of the faith had two basic objectives when he fired the reformation cannon into the 16th-century wall of spiritual ignorance.
Insight for Today
Written by Chuck Swindoll, these encouraging devotional thoughts are published seven days per week.
Fear. Ever met this beast? Sure you have. It creeps into your cockpit by a dozen different doors. Fear of failure. Fear of heights. Fear of crowds. Fear of disease. Fear of rejection. Fear of unemployment.
Stop and reflect. Are you just growing old...or are you also growing up? As you "number your days" do you count just years—the grinding measurement of minutes—or can you find marks of wisdom...character traits that were not there when you were younger?
Please don't forget—God has decided to let you live this long. Your old age is not a mistake...nor an oversight...nor an afterthought. Isn't it about time you cooled your tongue and softened your smile with a refreshing drink from the water of God's oasis? You've been thirsty a long, long time.
So it is with resentment. Allowed to fester through neglect, the toxic fumes of hatred foam to a boil within the steam room of the soul. Pressure mounts to a maddening magnitude. By then it's only a matter of time.
If you've stopped thinking and started going through unexamined motions, you've really stopped living and started existing.
"Self-praise," says an ancient adage, "smells bad." In other words, it stinks up the works. Regardless of how we prepare it, garnish it with little extras, slice and serve it up on our finest silver piece, the odour remains.
How about you and me committing ourselves to a life like this...a life that amounts to something...rather than nothing.
Goal-setting and achieving are important, especially if we are in need of being motivated. Moving in the right direction is a great way to break the mould of mediocrity. It's helpful to ask, "What do I want to do?"
Eight words were brashly smeared across the dashboard of the speedboat tied up at Gulf Shores, Alabama. They reflected the flash and flair of its owner whose fast life was often publicized in sporting news across America.