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I’ve chosen to speak on something today that I don’t have any expertise on nor a conclusive statement. If you would give me the time, I will share with you what I have been pondering as of late. Something that has promised me it is a solution and yet has left me with more problems than before. Something that has promised me it knows me and yet has me all wrong. This thing I speak of today may be familiar to you. It might have even offered you the same promises it offered me. Perhaps you have continued to see this thing through and you’re still seeing it through. Then I urge you to listen and consider that what I’m saying may be of benefit to you today.
Although the object of my scorning today is one thing in particular, don’t be timid if you would like to apply this same reasoning and thought to some other object. Feel free to take my words as they apply to you and I hope that by the end of this extract you will be at more peace than before.
Lets dive in.
‘The Wicked Counsellor’, an extract of my daily thoughts
Nahum 1:11 “One has gone out from you, who plots evil against the LORD and is a wicked counsellor.”
What if I believe? Who is going to stop me? Belief is limitless. The Bible says that you can accomplish anything if you would just believe. What your heart desires will be given to you, no matter how impossible it may seem because you believe! Faith as small as a mustard seed and you can tell mountains to move with just a whisper. That is the God I serve. The God of the impossible. The God who does what no one else can do. He tells His children to dream big. The Holy Spirit comes into our death stained minds. The Bible calls Him our Counsellor. He sweeps in with his paintbrush and begins to create a world of truth inside of me. He comes in with his technicolour and uses effortless yet precise strokes to create the wonder of the human mind. Creative, imaginative, unlimited… The wonderful counsellor. They don’t call him that for nothing. He fills me with wonder and awe as He shows me the canvas He’s working on that is my mind.
How can something so beautiful cause me this much fear? Why am I afraid of beauty? Beautiful things are usually adored and admired, or so you would think. It’s not untrue that the most beautiful things are the most rejected. Beautiful things can be appreciated but no one wants them to come close. We can’t understand effortlessness and that is essentially what beauty really is. I don’t understand love that comes easy. Only once I’ve wept blood do I consider myself worth receiving it. Waiting until you’ve cried before you believe you were really in love. Is it only real if it hurts? Can we accept what God begins to paint when he uses colours we’ve never seen, colours no one can even dream? Surrendering to the wonderful Counsellor is a remarkable journey. It truly is. Unless you’re like me.
There’s something wrong with the painting that is me. It is much too… much. I always knew of the concepts ‘unlimited’ and ‘free’ but I didn’t really believe in them until it was written on me and I found myself drowning. More than the ocean are the depths of my God. He wants to take me under and show me the world beneath my feet. I contend with the wonderful Counsellor as He comforts me. I don’t want to be comfortable here. Allow me my discomfort Lord it’s all I have to defend myself against the one who accuses me. If he comes with his mockery and human logic I’ll offer Him my discomfort as a last resort to keep my dignity.
Did I anticipate that this was the risk of belief? To be proven wrong after giving in totally and completely. The cost of belief is much too costly for a mere human. So be careful what you believe. I cannot let you paint me any longer Lord for you see I’m beginning to become someone beautiful. There’s a way that seems right to mankind and I’m afraid I must submit. They have evidence, logic and reasoning. If they know I can walk on water they will crucify me because it just isn’t possible, it is impossible. It has always been and always will be.
The Wicked Counsellor. He speaks death and destroys possibilities. Yet, he makes sense. He offers understanding. He makes it so that nothing seems out of reach. Not in the sense that you can have anything but that if you do as he says you will achieve what he says you’re capable of. Never less, never more. Come to think of it, he never tells me who I can be only what I cannot. He never tells me I can do it, only that I need to stop letting the wonderful Counsellor paint me. He gives me reasons why I should never allow myself to be limitless. I cannot be trusted that’s why it isn’t good to be free. I am unloveable so it isn’t wise to dream of love. He says he can give me someone who will tolerate me. He tells me that is called a healthy bond. So I trust him but my colours fade and I find myself sick and bent out of shape. Now that he has me tamed I can no longer threaten his ways. He takes a swig of his cigar, leans back and calls it a day.
I’m mounted up on His wall in a wooden picture frame as one of his accomplishments. Millions of other frames exactly like mine cover every inch of his wall. If we want to change he tells us to stick together because thats where its safe.
The Wicked Counsellor! He always saves us! From what? Colours. Unlimited Beauty. Majesty. Glory. Most importantly, he saves us from faith!
The Wicked Counsellor! He makes sure we never take risks and we always play it safe.
That’s my inconclusive extract for today. I hope it disturbed you just enough. By writing this extract I mean to encourage you to believe in something today. Have faith! I know you may have many reasons not to believe but I am going to believe with you. Today I chose to believe that God will do what He said He would. Today I’m going to let Jesus paint a new colour on the canvas of my life. Lets not be ashamed to be Gods handiwork. You and me, we were made in Gods image. Don’t let the Wicked counsellor dim your beauty with his logic and reasoning. Have faith in who God says you are and what He is doing in your life, even if it doesn’t make sense.
You are Gods design.
Bye.