Feb 15 Buried Alive

Dark.

Trapped.

Confined.

…but breathing. Living. Ready to resurface.

I’m not sure why I think I can just bury “my issues” and expect them to suffocate and die.  It doesn’t work like that.   When I leave things buried alive they lurk, just beneath the surface, waiting to influence me another day,  in subtle ways.

I’ve been thinking about this in terms of weeds and how uprooting is entirely different than snipping-off at the surface. Snipping-off takes  a heck of a lot less work but it’s a surface-only, quick cosmetic fix.  As it turns out, when weeds are snipped they grow back. Sometimes bigger, stronger, and more resistant.  So, I’m trading in my garden sheers for some gloves and a shovel. It’s time to uproot and bury the finally dead.

Thank God He holds the shovel and not me- because I’d be more inclined to knock somebody over the head with it than to dig in to myself.  Isn’t it always easier to focus on the speck and ignore the plank?

It’s His work to do in my heart, my consent for Him to do it.

Let’s get started…

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3 Comments on “Buried Alive”

Katy Clock February 15, 2010 at 9:01 PM
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oh! you hit this one on the nail. my experiences and heart say a BIG amen and that’s so true….and a BIG thank goodness that He’s doing the work.

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Anna Clock February 15, 2010 at 9:01 PM
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How are you doing today, Amy?

Love this post. It’s so true. We are getting started too. You are an encouragement to me.

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kristiapplesauce Clock February 15, 2010 at 9:01 PM
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Ouch Amy. I am reading your blog backwards…because I haven’t been here in a while and dang it. I too so desire for God to grab me by the roots and pull. Snag. Rip open. Make anew.

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