I am a thief. . .
As a child, a colorful tiny piece of candy caught my
eye while shopping. Back in the day this
candy sold without wrapping to cover it.
I had never tried such candy and the irresistible, sugary, colorful
goodness lay there before my eyes. Impulse
took over any morals established thus far in life vanished. My tiny hand swiped a piece of button candy
right off the shelf.
The candy tasted like sugary cardboard. The crime occurred with an unsatisfactory
result. The thief never revealed; but, a
child rightfully purchasing the candy strip shorted one piece due to my
impulsive nature.
I am a thief. . .
My sister dressed in the best of styles. She left the house in beauty and remained
popular throughout school. I envied my
sister in more ways than one. We shared
a room; therefore, her array of wonderful clothing hung right at my
fingertips. As she left the house to
hang with friends, I “borrowed” clothes for a while. I placed everything back in its place before
her return. I did get caught on this one
from time to time. . .but not always!
I am a liar. . .
A recent tragedy resulting in the death of my
favorite teacher/coach brought back quite a few memories. One revealing a liar. Idle time before basketball practice one day
left a dear friend and I to dabble with cigarettes. In comes the thief thing again – we stole one
from her mom. We shared a few puffs back
and forth (on school property mind you) and then took it in and flushed the
butt down the toilet. We wreaked of
smoke and the bathroom carried the scent as well. When asked as a team if the smoker would come
forward or if any knew details of the situation. . .my friend and I remained
silent. Worst part, I believe the coach
knew in her heart it was us. Shame
overtook due to disappointing her with lies and hiding such actions.
I am a liar. . .
Years filled with lies to hide bad decisions from my
parents. Lies continued to hide an
eating disorder overtaking my thoughts/actions.
Lies led to convincing me that I am fine using things in this world to
find comfort, bury any emotion and continue living in sin.
Anyone confessing crimes of youthful years right
now? We make thousands of decisions
daily; from what time to wake to outfit design to how to discipline a child,
etc. Small decisions that really do not
alter much in our story. Big decisions that
shift the entire plot of our stories.
The weight of choosing the correct pathway, open door or leader to
follow in life rests on our shoulders.
The above scenarios depict a child choosing
incorrectly based on impulse, desire to fit in this world, survival from pain
and numbing from discomfort. I am not
alone in such lifestyle. Granted, most
of these were made as an immature child; but, such pattern developed a character
within which continued in adulthood.
I am a liar/thief. . .
I have been lying to myself and hiding from
others. I hung on to eating disorder
patterns to survive stress in life. I
hid behind the lies of my eating disorder.
I stole joy, peace and laughter from my life. The decisions made daily led to out of
control thinking, living in the extreme and hiding any emotion.
I lacked character.
I became lost in lies. I remained
hidden in sin and suffering. . .
Then, came Truth.
Then, came open arms waiting for me to surrender. Then, came Hope. . .READ Romans 5:1-11!
I am redeemed.
God continues to build my character, remind me who I am and guide me
with Truth. It is available for you as
well – NO MATTER THE PAST – will you seek Him today? Begin building character that will develop
you for an eternal life in Heaven.
Live life. . .One Day at a
time!
Sheree Craig
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