Reformation and Repentance
As noted in the previous post, I was brought to a sobering realization in a way that was, for me, atypical. While listening to a pastor passionately lecture on the Scottish Reformation, with distinguished emphasis on John Knox, I was forced to examine the “here and now” of my sanctification.
For months now I think I may’ve been in a fog of denial. Who knows? Praise be to God who doesn’t let us stay comfortable in our wretched state(s). I’m not saying this is a big revelation or anything of the sort. Rather, I simply know that it’s something that I needed to share. So…
I repent of my “devotion” to God which is apparent in writ and speech, but lacks true sacrifice in application, thus making it a void kind, if any, of devotion.
I repent of my pursuit of theological knowledge at the expense of personal holiness, piety, and practice. What good is theological knowledge if it doesn’t spur me on to biblical good works? I abhor my sin of pursuance of such for mere selfish intellectual stimulation.
I repent of my severe neglect of substantial intake of God’s Word on a daily basis. How else shall I be conformed to the likeness of the Son? How else shall I know God’s character?
I repent of my laxity in devoted prayer to the Triune God Who graced me with this very privilege.
I repent of my previous (and obviously deficient) repentance.
The list could go on and on…
Thank You, God for working in me Your will to do according to Your good pleasure. Thank you for not leaving me to myself when I justly deserve a devil’s hell-torment.
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