My brother Jon always claims sarcastically that immaturity is a childlike quality that he never wishes to lose. He told me once, "You can only be young once, but you can be immature forever." I agree. How is it possible that I--a believer of eighteen years--could be maturing only now?
It's only after I was dragged around through the mud by my own good intentions that I began to truly think. Paul was speaking to the Corinthians in this passage, telling them, "Use your brains!" God is a God of order. He does not enjoy chaos. He does not intend for us to enjoy chaos.
When I get upset and my attitude is to just charge ahead like a bulldozer, it's been so hard for me to check myself and say nothing. But lately I've been daily remembering the hopeless pits that I have found myself in, being mindful that Christ has truly become Deliverer and Defender in my life. And with that in the back of my mind all day, I am beginning to change.
How does this help me?
I've been forgiven so, so much.
And he who has been forgiven much loves much.
Because he who loves God obeys Him.
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