Wednesday, February 28, 2007
From AscensionNYC
Wednesday in the First Week of Lent
Psalm 51:11-18
Jonah 3:1-10
Luke 11:29-32
By turning my will over to God, I become free of the prison exacted by my addiction. By such surrender of self-will, and seeking God's will for me (and the power to carry it out), I leave the result in my higher power's hands one day at a time.
Although not evident in this reading — in which Jonah's obedience to God shines through — Jonah can be quite stubborn. On their intimate terms, he disobeys and grouses at God. In my own life I have been so stubborn about seeking fellowship and asking for help. One day at a time, I attempt to jump over the fence of my isolation — and "self-sufficiency." Only by connecting with others can I truly connect with myself.
One learns in recovery that resentments are deadly: As Jonah had to get over his resentment at God for showing mercy to the people ofNineveh
Conversely, cumulative resentments — such as those Jonah felt toward the Assyrians — will make me feel uncomfortable in my own skin and leave me vulnerable to the siren's song of drugs.
Jonah 3:1-10
Luke 11:29-32
By turning my will over to God, I become free of the prison exacted by my addiction. By such surrender of self-will, and seeking God's will for me (and the power to carry it out), I leave the result in my higher power's hands one day at a time.
Although not evident in this reading — in which Jonah's obedience to God shines through — Jonah can be quite stubborn. On their intimate terms, he disobeys and grouses at God. In my own life I have been so stubborn about seeking fellowship and asking for help. One day at a time, I attempt to jump over the fence of my isolation — and "self-sufficiency." Only by connecting with others can I truly connect with myself.
One learns in recovery that resentments are deadly: As Jonah had to get over his resentment at God for showing mercy to the people of
Conversely, cumulative resentments — such as those Jonah felt toward the Assyrians — will make me feel uncomfortable in my own skin and leave me vulnerable to the siren's song of drugs.
Jon Nalley
