Let not my confidence ever become ugly arrogance. It's only by sheer grace that I live at all. My life is not my own, nor was it given by my own hand or earned by some self governed right. It was given by the breath of the One who created me for His own pleasure of Fatherhood and it is due Him still as He wills it. It's to Him that I belong.
Evil might kill me, but it should know that it can only kill me to let me begin to truly live in fullness, the life for which I was created, and that the blood of this body would be a stain on evil's hands for which my Father's vengeance would exact payment while I sit at His feet.
I don't have fear for tomorrow or for what circumstances any government or the dreadful in humanity might impose against me because my path is beyond their reach. I'm in their sight for now, but my provision is my unseen Father's endless storehouse and my place set on high, sheltered in a cleft of the immovable rock.
My rescue is always set and readied by the Host Of Heaven's Armies, poised to bring terror on my attackers at a word from my Father's mouth. Knowing this still, I walk on in humbled confidence knowing that arrogance could be my downfall because my life is not my own and my inheritance to all that governs my way is by unearned favor...
... and that, a gift from the hand of Father God alone through Christ Jesus.
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