Mud Day!

It's Monday or today it feels like "Mud-day" and I'm about to have a good ol'fashion temper tantrum.  You know the kind - like the ones you see at the grocery store check out line where the small kid throws himself on the floor and twists and turn like his body has suddenly converted into a spaghetti strand because his mom or dad won't buy him a piece of candy?  Yep - that describes it exactly!  If I were a pinball game I'd be on "tilt." Or if I were one of those cartoon Sunday newspaper figures - I'd have "x"s where my eyes should be and my tongue would be hanging out.

I wonder why once we give our lives to the Lord - once we've made that decision - He just doesn't take everything from there.  Wouldn't that make life so much easier?  I mean we would say something like, "Lord, I gladly turn over my life to you.  Here are the keys - here you go.  Freely with the free-will you've blessed me with.  This life is now all yours!"  And just let Him take the driving wheel from there.  Why can't it be that way I wonder?  I don't know about you - but I make a mess of things.  Not intentionally of course - but I do! I know that the reason why we go through things in life is so that we can reach back the right hand of fellowship later on (perhaps) to someone else who is going through a lesson that perhaps we already learned.  And truthfully be able to say - "I've been there - I've done that and I made it through."

I also know that "He is the Potter and we are the clay."  But this Kill (life) sometimes seems oooh sooo hot and more than this clay can bare. Have you ever wondered what He is forming out of "your clay?"   Of course He is in the business of smoothing out all the imperfections and He didn't say that it wouldn't hurt... The thing is - as long as we have breath in our bodies, we are learning. I imagine when we stand before him all of our beautiful glaze shinning bright.  No credit tourselves of course.  All glory going to Him who is the Author and Finisher of our faith...The only perfect Human. I think I must be a "cup" for I always think like a "cup half full..." Today I say through clenched teeth (almost chanting it mind you...) "There go I but for the grace of God..." Jesus how did you do it?! Or perhaps I should say as Scarlett O'Hara said in "Gone With the Wind" "I'll worry about that tomorrow..."