Choices overwhelm me today. Sometimes I feel trapped by freedom.
When I was little I used to ask "what ifs" all the time.
They were fun then, but somewhere along the way "what ifs" drew nearer to the surface of reality. That, I suppose, is when they melt into the realm of possibility.
To entertain some of these thoughts is to play with fire.
Temptation lends itself to possibility
after possibility
after possibility...most of which, by the Spirit of God, can be resisted.
But what if the line between temptation and righteousness is blurred?
A great haze surrounds me and it's most uncomfortable.
Peace and clarity come from Him, so I'm praying.
God, if He will, can blow away the smoke and leave me in open air.
Draw the line for me.
Bend down and write in the sand, things that you need to show me.
I don't understand.
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