10 Long Years...

The M.R.S. and I turned 10 today (9/26). No, not as in dog years, but as in ten years ago today we were buried in watery graves and came up as new creations, begotten children of God. I remember feeling slightly dismayed, as I was expecting to feel extraordinarily different when Mrs. Poole and Wren lifted me out of the pool (even though I was told that I wouldn’t beforehand). I can look back and see some of the changes I’ve made in many areas of my life. I can also look back and see many areas in which I’ve only grown a little. I’ve learned that God’s way is simple, but in this world it’s certainly not easy. Far too often I lean on my own understanding, and far too often I struggle with doing what’s right. Far too often I wonder what my neighbors, friends, and family think about how I’m living my life. However, it is comforting to know that for some reason unbeknownst to me, God looked down and saw something in me that He could use. Mr. Ehman gave a wonderful sermon last week on finding and using our strengths/talents that was quite uplifting, and helped me to remember that despite my shortcomings, if I just hang in there and keep on truckin’ till the end I will receive my new name and my new body, just like that great cloud of witnesses of Hebrews 11 fame. Hopefully, 10 years from now I will not still be struggling with the same problems I'm struggling with now.