A lady yesterday told me that she wished that she could stop wanting to do things that were really, really bad for her. This is coming from one of the most loving and compassionate people I know. I felt her sadness and frustration. And I couldn't help but wonder if the two were connected—her struggle and her compassion. While she cries out to God to have Him take away her frustrated desires, He lets them remain because he knows what the struggle does to her. It keeps her humble, it keeps her in check, it keeps her on her knees. She's learning she can't be her own savior. And she's learning the value of showing love and compassion to other people who are also struggling. If she was preaching a message of complete healing and sanctification here on earth, she would leave in her wake scores of frustrated unhealed others. But instead, she is learning and teaching the value of leaning on God and each other for hope and strength to make it through another day. Sounds like it's all going according to Plan.
