God, Get Your Giant Hands Off Me

We’re clay.

God is the potter.

His Word, the Bible, is the water.

We make ourselves hard when we don’t have enough water.

Then when we go through a trial, as
everyone on this earth does and will, we break under the pressure and get angry with God.

He doesn’t force-feed us His Word.
We are to crave it like an infant craves pure milk.

We are to put hands to our faith and pick up the Book of Living Water. When we are well-watered, God can then mold and shape us into the beautiful clay vessel He desires to create.

Walking with God is a dual-effort, a two-way street. If you want to grow, you must put forth effort. You gotta do.

You can’t just expect osmosis.
God doesn’t want lazy servants. He wants diligent ones. Which is totally understandable and practical.

If you own a business, do you want lazy workers who won’t get the job done or get it done way off schedule? Of course not. God is the same. So be diligent. He rewards diligence.

Don’t let your Bible collect dust. Pick it up every day, and read through it.
If you’ve never read the entire New Testament, go for it!

Open to Matthew and read it to Revelation, skipping nothing. You don’t want bits and pieces of truth. You want the whole thing so you can grow and discern truth from lies.

“Faith comes by hearing, hearing the word of God.” (Romans 10:17)

“All Scripture is inspired by God and is profitable for teaching, for rebuking, for correcting, for training in righteousness, so that the man of God may be complete, equipped for every good work. (2 Timothy 3:16, 17)

Choose to be moldable clay.

How’s your daily Bible reading? What have you found reading it does in your life? Feel free to comment your thoughts and experiences.

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About BetterThanPrinceCharming

Ever since Kindergarten I've dated. From Bobby Well onward, I had over four dozen boyfriends. Fifth grade was my high year: sixteen sweethearts. I went through a few boys every year after that during middle school, and high school was where my dry season hit. Between freshman and senior year I had a consumation of nine boyfriends. I was on a hunt. I'd seen every Disney princess movie, and I was bound and determined to find my prince. Prince Charming wasn't in a far away land, he was in Miami, and I wasn't going to stop until I found him. So I thought. Villains are usually the one's who get in the way of your pursuit for happiness, not Heros, right? Well, in my case, it was both. View all posts by BetterThanPrinceCharming

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