Tired, Worried, and On Edge

Sometimes I get tired, worried, on edge, maybe even a little scared. 

Yes, I’ll admit it. There are times I’m not the faith giant I like to let on that I am.

It’s not that I’m trying to deceive anyone into thinking I’m something that I’m not; nor am I trying to kid myself into believing it.

But I’ve got to face it; sometimes I’m not as put together as I might appear on any given Sunday. 

But it’s no excuse to act or react in a mean way. It may be the reason, but it’s not a good excuse. 

Like when I’m short tempered with my wife. How stupid is that, anyway? To wound with words, or even the way the words are packaged, the very person who means more to me than life itself?

Inexcusable.

Maybe you’ve never acted in such a brutish way. Congratulations. Or maybe just now and then. But once is more than enough.

It is not the way Jesus expresses His love to His Church, and it is NOT becoming. To anyone.

If you’ve been behaving in such a way, there’s only one thing to do.

Stop it. Drop the excuses. Take responsibility for your actions. And DON’T promise to never do it again.

Just DON’T.

Instead, love like Jesus. Even like He did while hanging on the cross. With thoughtfulness, tenderness and truthfulness.

“Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her, that he might sanctify her, having cleansed her by the washing of water with the word, so that he might present the church to himself in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she might be holy and without blemish. In the same way husbands should love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself.” (Ephesians 5:25-28 ESV)

It’s what I intend to do; even if I’m tired, worried, and on edge.