I don’t moderate. Tis true.
Different seasons. Different strongholds.
Too much talk.
Too much shopping.
Too much going.
Too much drink.
Seriously. I lean towards excess. Like-way-excessive.
Which is why this morning I am eternally thankful for a Savior who forgives and for my husband.
I can say without so much as an ounce of doubt-God sent my husband to me.
He sees after me. He helps me. He holds me accountable.
My God appointed helpmate.
Case & point: Most recently my stronghold has been Netflix. We don’t have regular TV so we have chosen different TV series from Netflix started with episode one-season one watching straight through. Sounds innocent enough. Right? Sure, except that we go from watching one a night-to two and then three..finishing another season.. at midnight last night (YAWN) and then over coffee (YAWN MORE) I insist, “season three MUST be available somewhere” when he said
“That sounds like a drunk saying..just one more..”
“Are you calling me a TV drunk?” says me.
No words were spoken. None necessary. His raised brow over his coffee mug said it all.
And he was right. Again.
I don’t moderate.
He left for work and I read this in my devotion..
“Do not fear your weakness, for it is the stage on which My (Jesus) power & Glory perform brilliantly.”
which brought to mind-
I am weak. and how every single day I should pray
“Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak…”Ps 6:2
and that I need to be ever on
“Watch and pray lest I enter into temptation. The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.” Matt 26:41
but thankfully, oH so thankful that my Savior, …”He is strong.” 1 Cor 4:10b
Have a blessed day,