Wrong, Right, Wrong Again

Yeah. I’m not perfect. No surprise there, though sometimes I’m a bit surprised when what I thought to be the right thing turns out to be exactly the wrong thing!

Case in point. In my misguided and clueless attempt to strengthen muscles, I ended up doing too much of the right exercises too often. Who knew? Not me! I am in physical therapy again where I’ve been put on exercise lockdown. Now instead of working out, I waller around in the pool doing a few exercises a few reps each. Problem is, I still hurt. I guess I’ll have to rest several days in between sessions to allow the muscles to regenerate. Argh! What you don’t know will hurt you! Having the right spirit but the wrong idea ends up putting my body in jeopardy.

There are other times I know to do right and don’t do it. My refusal to follow recipe directions are well documented and legendary. No biggie. Wrong spirit plus wrong actions when cooking = creatively interesting to outright bad.

Sometimes, I know the right thing to do and I do it, but I have the totally wrong spirit. I resent everything about the situation. Right knowledge plus right action plus wrong spirit = just plain wrong!

I won’t go into detail. God knows and forgives. The Bible says to not grow weary in well-doing and let all we do be as unto the Lord. I forget that too many times! More like, I choose to ignore what is right. (Sad sigh.)

James 1:22 says, “Be doers of the Word and not hearers only.”

May it be so.

Maybe I am more sensitive about my wrong doings these days. Getting ready for heaven at any age is a big deal, but I just want to make sure my moral missteps don’t hamper my spiritual growth or my witness at this stage of life. The older I get, the more important it is for me to set an example as a godly old lady.

Yeah, it’s a katharsis moment.

Blessings

KB