The purpose of God's discipline is changed behavior.
Ouch.. that truth hurts. There have been many times when God has chastened and disciplined my sweet little self and guess what?
My behavior did NOT change. You know why? Because I didn't really heed the discipline. I didn't really take to heart what the Lord was teaching me. Sad, but oh, so true.
There have been times that I knew without a shadow of a doubt, that God was speaking to me about a needed change on my part. A change of behavior.
I even whole heartedly agreed with Him that I need to make a change. It was something that I had been wrestling with myself about already. I had recognized that when it came to this particular emotion I was feeling - I was wrong. Plain and simple.
I knew I was wrong. I knew I needed to do something about it. I even went so far as to confess it and ask God to forgive me for it.
But that's right where it stopped. I didn't carry it one step further. I failed to get to the root of the problem and dig it up. I dealt with it at the surface level and left the roots in the ground, ready to spring up at the slightest watering. My behavior hadn't changed at all. Not one bit.
I wasn't willing to totally relinquish control of that problem to God. I was more consumed with my desire than I was with the Lord's. I was steadily convincing myself that I was justified in my thinking. I was at an impasse with God. Therefore, I would never truly experience true spiritual transformation until I gave Him complete control over that area.
I had failed to recognize the encounter I had with God. The encounter where He was gently guiding me to do what was right. To do what He was leading. To do His will.
I was just allowing myself to continue in that wrong attitude - allowing the chains of bondage to suck a little tighter around me!
It wasn't until I allowed the truth to penetrate deeply in my soul that I faced it squarely and honestly. I had to give it over and let go of it completely. Be submissive to God.
I am not really sure why I chose to hang on to that which threatened to keep me from going forward with God. Perhaps pride. Rebellion. No matter what the reason - it was plain 'ole disobedience.
I am thankful that God is patient and loving. He extended mercy to me. He ever so gently led me to the foot of the cross where I laid that behavior at His Feet. And I left it there. Never to pick it up again. Praise you, Jesus.
"Commit your works to the Lord, and your thoughts will be established" (Proverbs 16:3)
