Hey friends, how are you feeling today? Sometimes, (and I have said it before) our feelings are not always honest with us, but our feelings are ours. We know how we feel and of course there are times, when we allow those feelings to determine our actions. Today, my heart is filled with gladness because the sun is out, and our temperature will rise into the 50°s. Yesterday was a rainy, windy and cold day, I was still happy though, I even went running outside. And at the end of that day, the Lord sent the most beautiful sunset, I had ever seen (well maybe, I’ve seen other nice sunsets, but this was a good one). It looked like the trees were on fire, it was stunning. I do believe we should always analyze our extreme emotions; why do I feel this way; is it coming from a good place? Surrender those feelings to the Lord. He will not leave you there. I’ve come to the conclusion though, that feelings can’t always be trusted and because of that, feelings should not direct my actions.
What if Jesus had allowed His feelings to direct His actions? He had a ‘right’ to His feelings, didn’t He? The Bible tells us, He was sorrowful and deeply distressed. I have been sorrowful and distressed, (yet I will never comprehend the breadth and depth of His emotions) it took the Lord almost a year of consistently working on me to get me back on the right path. The Lord Jesus Christ allowed Himself to feel; but He did not allow these feelings control. He surrendered His emotions to His Father; He allowed His Father to determine His course of actions. Oh, to be like thee, Lord!
Most times, my extreme emotions arise as a result of unexpected and unknown (to me) situations, like that time, I lost (lost; such a ridiculous word) our baby. But can you imagine what it would have been like to ‘know’? To know what’s coming next. To know your friend will betray you. To know your friend will deny you. Sometimes, knowledge isn’t a blessing is it? It’s like double the pain, I think. It’s like a parent knowing that the path their child has taken will lead to destruction, although you’ve spoken, they keep going. Knowing the end result does not make it any easier, when that child eventually does fall. Our emotions are not be discarded, but they are not to be given authority over us either. We accept those emotions; we mourn, we grieve, we laugh, they have their place. But we remember the cross, we remember the love of the One, Who, in spite of His feelings, endured the cross for us. He knew we would bring Him pain and shame, yet still He took that cross anyway. Because of that, I know that I can acknowledge my feelings, and I can surrender them to the One, Who bore that cross, for my sake. Do I have the right to do any less?
How are you feeling today?