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Walk As Children of Light

As my family faces another transition in life, I am reminded that it matters how I act and react to the events around me.  I cannot control others.  But I know what is right to do and make a conscious effort to do it.  My desire is to be the face of Jesus to those around me; my friends, my family, my community.

"Therefore, be imitators of God as dear children."  Ephesians 5:1

It has been said that the sincerest form of flattery is imitation.  My desire to be an imitation of Christ is not a cheap, plastic design, but actually becoming Christ to those around me.  First, a true imitation must start with real ingredients.  I can't hope to be anything like Christ by changing any of them.    So the source must be God himself.  We must look to God's word to find that, handling the word with truth and reverence.  I must acknowledge that God himself has the right to set the requirements of his followers, and then adhere to them with all my heart, soul, might and strength.

Where do we find this?  By a diligent study of God's word, the Bible.  I must set aside my preconceived ideas and let God speak to me through His word and make me over into what He wants me to be.  (Hebrews 1:1-2)

This road we travel is not always easy.  It has a price to be paid, but those who desire to live in Christ have a wonderful destination, but also the assurance along the way, however difficult, that God will never leave us on our own.  (Isaiah 43:1-2)

"For you were once darkness, but now you are light in the Lord; walk as children of light, (for the fruit of the Spirit is in all goodness, righteousness and truth), finding out what is acceptable to the Lord."  Ephesians 5:8-10

Think on these things as you travel your road today.  


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