Well, you know, if you're right you're right. And your right, Lol. You make an awesome point. I had some other things to do around the house for awhile, and I've kinda been pondering this exact thing while doing so. My train of thought took me back to my childhood and how once upon a time, My earthly Dad did try to teach me to walk with some honor. It's an honor thing ultimately. He made his point about it one day when he heard me back-talk my Mother. He said, Is that any way to talk to your Mother? And...POW he punched me in the face. I actually put 2+2 together and reasoned it was an honor thing. it was like a continuation of the same lesson and he made his point.
I was even able to reason it out further. Don't smack the girls around. Don't talk bad about them. They're Gods greatest creation! Certainly better than men in most respects. So I didn't. It's prolly why she stayed for 26 years.
See what I mean? I'm right. You know it too, so it confirms it for me. You don't seem to hear the word honor tossed around very much any more. That's sad. The funny part about it is that it made me have a pretty short fuse in situations regarding honor with me and my Wife. I had "honor" so I'm justified to rise up against you da-da-da (not YOU!! LOL), I'm just sayin'. and I wasn't even walking with the Lord then. I had met him and walked away to do my life thing because I know how to do it the right way! Blah blah blahblahblah. And I gave some people a really hard time over trying to have honor. I did think I was a good man, and I used that. It was empowering.
It still makes me feel good. I did do the right thing sometimes. (LOL). Then the Lord decided that I had wasted too much time not living for Him. And Our gracious and loving heavenly Father, and Jesus, came to me in total love...to chop me down. And they did it. I was too big in my heart. Too tall. It was the worst series of events that had ever happened to me in my life. It wasn't just a punch in the face from dad this time, much worse. But! Again! I listened to my Father. Now I realize that it was the best thing that could have happened to me. I owe God lots of glory for saving my life and teaching me about real honor with Him. To walk in love towards our Brothers and Sisters.
Love them enough to let them be right. Love them enough to pray forgiveness for them as they crucify you. I get this now. Sometimes I feel as if, it would be impossible to offend me, of late. I did an extra fast and the Lord enriched me. However, my flesh has had a lot more training in having a short fuse than I have in walking in love. I am getting better though! You shoulda heard me when I first came here to this board! I think I'm coming along ok. This is one of my struggles. I don't know if anyone else has seenany improvement with me. And I don't really care either because that's not walking in love. When He poured out His Spirit upon me...it was like, He gave me a teeny piece of His heart. I guess I'm gettin carried away now, Lol
I know. Idk, it struck me kinda deep what she said because I knew it wasn't true. I've been falsely accused in life before and I hate it when it happens. Especially about a good Sister.
