Good for the Soul

Usher did it (that’s pronounced “Ursher”). St. Augustine did it. Even a “shopaholic” did it. Since “confession is good for the soul” why not do our souls some good?

In light of my new found blog and in fear of presenting myself as a know-it-all who has it all together, I figure I’d take a few minutes to knock myself down a few pegs for everyone’s sake. Here are my three most obvious problems that help make me a walking contradiction.

1. I look too much.
I’m a pretty typical guy ( aka not a eunuch), which means I’m visual in nature. Living in a culture that is pretty obsessed with sex means that I’m often…distracted. I imagine this may not seem like a problem, but it is for me for at least two reasons.
A)
I’m married, which means my attention should be focused on my wife. Unfortunately she’s not with me every waking moment, which makes it more difficult to behave as if she were.
B)
I’m a follower of Jesus and take his words seriously. Jesus set the bar a lot higher than I’m able to jump when he said : You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall not commit adultery.’ But I say to you that everyone who looks at a woman with lustful intent has already committed adultery with her in his heart.” By Jesus’ words that makes me (and most people for that matter) adulterers.

2. I eat too much.
I was 11 lbs 5 oz when I was born, 135 lbs in the first grade, and 283 lbs in eight grade. I’m about 230 lbs now. All of that and I’m just under six feet tall. Let’s just say I didn’t get this way by missing meals or going on hunger strikes. Overeating is another problem that might seem like it’s no big deal, but is a real problem for me and much of the US. To be honest, the whole health care debate probably wouldn’t be as big of a deal if we were a skinnier country. So even thought it’s a personal problem, it affects everyone. People overeat for a lot of different reasons, but mine is probably comfort. This is something that I’ve started to deal with and a struggle in which I am gaining discipline, but killin’ it at the Big Boy buffet is second nature to me.

3. I’m arrogant and prideful.
This is probably my most deeply ingrained problem. For some reason I often think that I’m smarter, wiser, and just all around better than most people. It’s wrong, and I know it; but it’s one that’s hard to shake. Marriage has taught me how selfish I really am. It’s taught me that I am almost always convinced that I’m in the right, until I realize I was in the wrong, which then puts me in the right again. Bottom line: I’m a mess.

The Good News is…
Even though I’m screwed up I still have hope. “In him (Jesus Christ) we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of his grace…” In other words, even though I can’t fix myself, for some reason God has not only forgiven me for doing Him wrong but is in the process of fixing the root of my problems- me. I have hope because my hope isn’t in me but in Jesus.

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