One of the minor conflicts that Patty and I from time to time is when she gets to bossing me around too much. It usually happens when she has a bunch of our grandkids over for a day and then she doesn’t switch out of that grandma role when she talks to me. I usually am patient with it for a while, and then I will say “stop talking to me like a little kid” or “you’re not my boss, ” or “who am I, Your husband or your grandson? I always feel bad afterward because I usually hurt her feelings with my impatient remark.
One of the reasons these COVID restrictions and mask mandate irritate me so much is because I don’t like being bossed around. I think it is an issue we all have in a variety of settings.
I do want Jesus to be the Lord of my life, my boss and my King. The more I obey Him, the closer I follow Him the more successful my life will be. But even with Jesus I find myself doing my own thing instead of doing His will for my life. Kind of stupid to do that, considering that He is God and knows everything, and I am a man and know nothing. I am working on it every day, continually declaring Him my Lord and master. I am getting better at following and obeying him, and my journeys out into the Kingdom of Dee Duke are becoming fewer and shorter. One of the things that has helped me in this goal of being a servant and disciple of Jesus has been memorizing these two passages and reviewing them in my head every day.
1 Corinthians 6:19-20 Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and that you are not your own? For you have been bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body.
For not one of us lives for himself, and not one dies for himself; for if we live, we live for the Lord, or if we die, we die for the Lord; therefore whether we live or die, we are the Lord’s. For to this end Christ died and lived again, that He might be Lord both of the dead and of the living.