I confess, I’m a control freak and a perfectionist. Just ask my filmmaking buddies Tom and Marco. I don’t usually let things go very easily.
Today I had a head-on collision with my pride. I thought I had a vision, but more likely I was just hungry for control. I generally look at myself and think I’m smart. Really? I like thinking that I have a lot that I can offer. But maybe I’m not so interested in tasks as I am in the glory involved. Really? I hadn’t realized…
Take a look at the ending of the Parable of the Good Samaritan:
“Which of these three do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of the robbers?”
The expert in the law replied, “The one who had mercy on him.”
Jesus told him, “Go and do likewise.”
Last year I heard a sermon preached on this parable, making me think about it in a new way. In a nutshell, Christ is the Good Samaritan, the rejected outsider, while we are the man in the ditch.
We are the man in the ditch.
With all my weakness, do I really want control?
I would have liked writing more (with better quality), but I’m pretty sure my brain is already done for the day (considering it’s midnight).
Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him. -Psalm 62:5