Friday, February 8
things
Tonight, I broke free from the madness, drove to Target, breathed in the peace of the bullseye, bought a tall skinny mocha, and spent an hour slowly draining it as I shopped for a whole lot of nothing that I went ahead and bought anyway. (Thirty dollar sweaters marked down to $8.38! It would hardly be Christian to pass them up!)
I know it shouldn't have made me happy. But it did.
Mike starts teaching a new series this weekend on money and possessions and how they affect our priorities and thinking in ways God never meant them to. Every time I come close to learning these lessons for good, I end up shrinking back in fear at the thought of life apart from various things I hold dear. But like all God-substitutions, what I think makes me free is only "the sin that entangles" me.
I'll be listening up this Sunday.
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How odd is that? I bought one of those $8.38 sweaters this week on the same kind of shopping trip and I know it's not supposed to, but I think it filled up my soul! (for a short, sweet time, at least)
