I come up short. I want to be like Jesus, but I’m not. I think about some of the things I have thought about and come face to face with how desperately I need the grace of Jesus. The poem written by C.S. Lewis says it well.
“Lord, hear my voice, my present voice I mean,
Not that which may be speaking an hour hence
(For I am Legion) in an opposite sense
And not by show of hands decide
The multiple factions which my state has seen
Or will see. Condescend to the pretense
That what speaks now is I; in its defense,
Dissolve my parliament and intervene.”
“Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.” 1Cor.13 Conversations Within ts 10/1/2023