I have learned that childish immaturity is often manifested in characteristic such as rebellion and stubbornness. These attributes defined me more often then I’d like to admit. I wanted my own way, I believed my thinking was always right. Since I have the education, I felt I knew everything; I was prideful. I believed I was better than a lot of people. I believed that since I worked hard to get where I am, it made me stand out from everyone else. However, maturity has taught me something different. Maturity is defined as having or showing the mental and emotional qualities of an adult. Spiritual maturity is manifested in submission. Submission is a funny word, Webster defines submission as: “the state of being obedient: the act of accepting the authority or control of someone else.” That’s a mouth full for me, I was never one to submit. I remember a past boyfriend used to say, “there is power in submission.” I never understood, I felt as if he was trying to control me, and in a sense he was. However, that statement rings true, there is power in submission, power if one submits to the God given authorities. This means your boss at work, the pastor anyone who is in authority. God is the one who gives authority in every realm. There is power in submitting to the authority that God entrusts over your life at certain times. It can be a challenge to submit to people you feel are not worthy of submitting too. They could be your boss, parents, or church leaders. God put them in authority, and it is for us to honor those in authority roles.
I have at times been stubborn and rebellious; I have attempted to live life my own way. This often led to periods of resentment and pain, for myself and my family. I have occasionally turned my back on God due to disappointment’s and perceived hurts. I knew best, right? I was wrong, God knew best, and he had to show me over and over again, that he was in control. There have been times I felt as if the authority figures in my life meant where meant to harm me, and at times I believed they did not know what they were doing. I have talked behind their backs, attempted to discredit them, but the fact remained true, they were over me and I needed to heed or leave. I had a choice to make, at times I choose to leave, in other moments I choose to heed to their instruction.
I said all this to say, it has been a journey. I often feel just like the clay on the potter’s wheel. I am made, and remade, He shapes me and then breaks me down to mold a new creation. Just when I believe God is done, here comes another breaking and rebuilding point. Needless to say, it has been frustrating; if I can be honest, and It has been scary. It has been dark, it has been lonely, and I have felt what seemed like endless fear. Nevertheless, the breaking down and building up has been good for me; I feel like a different woman. I feel as if God trusts me with his valued possessions. I have a long way to go, but I am on my way.
The question now is, will I continue you be made whole? This question is deeper then it sounds. Yes, I will, and with that “YES” will come many more moments of continued building and breaking down. Am I ready, no; but I’m going nevertheless.
What I want you to take away from this reading is that :
- God’s power lives inside of us, God is the potter and we are the clay
- He knows what he is doing, even when we think that we are a mess and could never be used.
- Our failures this will lead us more towards God
- We only change when we feel or experience the pain of our own actions
- Authority is set in place for specific reasons ©