I really should know better.
And yet, I wander. Wanderment instead of wonderment; selfishness instead of joyful humility.
A little greed here, a little lust there, perhaps a bit of shading the corner off the truth – it seems like such a small thing. One step off the path – hey, it’s easy to return! Maybe two steps. Soon the path is no longer visible, and we’re surrounded by the weeds of wandering.
1 Blessed is the one
whose transgressions are forgiven,
whose sins are covered.
2 Blessed is the one
whose sin the Lord does not count against them
and in whose spirit is no deceit.
3 When I kept silent,
my bones wasted away
through my groaning all day long.
4 For day and night
your hand was heavy on me;
my strength was sapped
as in the heat of summer.
5 Then I acknowledged my sin to you
and did not cover up my iniquity.
I said, “I will confess
my transgressions to the Lord.”
And you forgave
the guilt of my sin.
(Psalm 32:1-5, NIV)
The wanderer needs to stop. Look up. Repent of acts of selfish stupidity. Receive pardon.
And return to the path. With clean hands and a fresh start. And, hopefully, a bit wiser.
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