We Who Wrestle

July 5th, 2012

 "I want fear to go away. I want depression to have seen its last day. It has been long enough. My flesh is weak and wounded, my spirit is renewed day by day. I make up my mind and purpose in my heart, but my effort is useless and my flesh fails me. My hope is in you Lord. I believe you are here with me in this moment and I know you are a God who hears. You know me through and through. I am drowning in fear and doubt. I know beyond the slightest doubt what you can do, but I have lived my life in unbelief based on my hurtful, human, historical experience. In my ignorance I have believed that your willingness to answer my prayers has something to do with me. What I know or think I know is rubbish".

Present Day Reflection

My wrestling was an indication of something significant happening, though it felt like I was wasting time being weak and wearied. I lived in want, weakness, wounds, begging, purposing, effort, failure, hope, belief, knowing, drowning, fear, doubt, faith, unbelief, experience and ignorance. Every millisecond was meaningful. 

Question:

Are we wrestling with God about the things or do we tend to get it backwards and wrestle with the things and ask God to tap in?