Finding self control

From the writing of Matthew Henry

“Those that have so much power over others as to be able to oppress them have seldom so much power over themselves as not to oppress; great might is a very great snare to many.” Commentary: Genesis 6:4-5

Words are easy weapons. Vulnerability makes for wide targets. Controlling the tongue is like herding cats. Controlling the heart, the source from which words flow, like holding back a bull from the charge.

We’re a formidable race, giants in the land. We’ve gone from being one nation under God to a house divided, a people who are judge and jury. We are the offended offense, yet we claim defense.

I’m actually at a loss for words. I’m pondering and stumbling. I’m seeking wiser words, words of old. Words not spoken in haste and hate, but carefully studied words. Thought out words and thought provoking words. Time tested and Proven words.

I’m weary from this week, but I can’t find peace to sleep until I seek peace for a soul far more wearied.

So, here we are, deep in commentaries and words. Seeking wisdom.

Watch “We The Kingdom & Tasha Cobbs Leonard – Holy Water (Church Sessions)” on YouTube

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Focus in the midst of change-

Can I just say that it’s been difficult these past few months to stay focused? These last few days have challenged us, but have they changed us? Time will tell. Time always tells truths.
But here’s the thing, in the midst of all this unknown, fear, striving, and chaos, there have been moments of total clarity. For all the questions about what grace and mercy and forgiveness look like–there’s still just one answer.
I think Heaven will look and sound like this, but about forty million times over. Holy Water – We The Kingdom

#fortheleastofthese

#hewentaftertheone

#lostsheepstillbelong

This has nothing to do with car crashes.

I think the thing that stills me, that slows my breathing, and catches me most off guard is when someone doesn’t absorb another’s emotional break.

How can we drive past a collision and feel nothing? Yet, at the same time, how do we stop, snap a Facebook moment, and drive away? Just drive away. A moment captured. We feel enough horror to document the moment, enough shock to confess we “had to share,” but not enough empathy to stay. Not enough compassion to help.

We do that. We document and drive away. We see the emotional break, gather the details, absorb information, and move on.

It’s easier. Life is too… Fill in the blank.

I’m broken. I’m full of my life and so full, I’m overweight. I no longer need.

When did this happen? Each day. One slowly on top of another. Shedding the excess life is just like shedding gluttonous pounds.

We’re broken as a society. We’ve lost our sense of compassion. We’ve lost our unity, our oneness, our sense of bring me your poor. Parties be damned. How do we find ourselves?

Maybe it starts with outrage. Maybe it starts with concern. Maybe with common sense. It’s time. It starts with each of one of us.