Trials

How blatently ironic are the trials and tribulations of everyday life? I can only speak for myself, but, after most of the consequences of my actions, I say, "Man, I saw that one coming." God has a very simple way of showing us our shortcomings. It seems like if we could just do a few things different we could avoid all of the Chastisement, but in the end, it's those little things we did wrong that are the pieces of the sculpture that God wants to chip away. Everyday I see things that I need to improve on, everday there are instances that I could handle differently. Everyday I have an opportunity, everyday I fail. I am such an inefficient being. I have to learn that in this life I will never acheive homeostasis, where the imput equals the output. I have mountain top experiences, and the deepest, darkest failure that sometimes come full circle in a solar day. I am all over the board, and yet I have a false sense of stability. Just when I start thinking I'm doing much better than some folks, I am humbled again by a malicious outburst on my account, or a complete disaster in my feeble moral code. Pray for my brother.

"Oh wretched man that I am, who will save me from this Body of Death?"

-The Apostle Paul