Steps and Drifters

Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit ~ Paul (Galatians 5:22-23)

The Christian's calling is a simple one- to come (Matthew 11:28), to follow (Luke 9:23), to keep in step (Galatians 5:23) with the Holy Spirit.

Simple, not easy (Matthew 19:23-24) but with God, it is possible (Matthew 19:26). That is why we have been called to keep in step with the Spirit, to watch Him show us the way and lead us to the Kingdom of God.

If we are honest, we would acknowledge that we drift. I had been drifting and was doing so for months, until God chastised me, and showed me the danger of drifting, twice.

So when God opens your eyes to the state of your spiritual walk, if you had been drifting like I was, thank Him for opening your eyes to see where you are. Not everyone gets another chance.

Hebrews 6:19 reminds us of the anchor for our soul. Hold on tightly. Keep your eyes fixed on Him. Walk in step with the Spirit daily.

And pray like the Psalmist: But my eyes are fixed on you, Sovereign Lord; in you I take refuge—do not give me over to death (Psalm 141:8)

This is a new song I heard on Sunday that reminds me of taking steps with the Spirit, because not actively doing so leads you away from Him.

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