HONEY! HAVE YOU SEEN MY SELF CONTROL?

!have you seen my self control

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There I was, going along, making my way, doing pretty well. I was walking above my flesh for the most part subconsciously thinking, “I guess I’m doing alright, God’s done some pretty good things here.” Then “PRESTO” I go from zero to Floyd in less than 100th of a second.

I didn’t even see it coming! He was back in an instant, almost like he never really left…

We were headed back home after a week out of town on Spring Break. The problem was that so was everyone else in the city and Southwest Airlines had canceled a good portion of their flights due to a maintenance breakdown on a flight the day before.

There were people sitting on the floor everywhere, hardly enough room to even walk through to get to the gate. When we arrived at our gate there were only a couple of seats available and none all together for all of us.

My wife sat in a seat at the end of an isle and my daughter sat on the suitcases next to her as I went off for a bottle of water. I’m not good in crowds…

When I got back to the seat my wife got up and announced her and our daughter were going to get something to eat. As my wife was getting up for me to take her place luggage watching I noticed the guy next to her seat’s foot.

He was a big guy and very tall, his crossed leg was half way to about the center of our seat. It would be difficult if not impossible for me to be able to actually navigate a path into the seat successfully, but I’m getting a little ahead of myself, I never actually got to that part of the thinking process.

I heard a sermon many years ago by Kent Hovind. Hovind used the analogy of a simple nail to represent the weakness in our flesh. A simple nail a carpenter might use to fasten pieces of lumber together.

He pointed out that our life’s like a brand new unblemished shiny nail start the same way, but in a short time nails like our lives can bend. Once a nail is bent, even after meticulous re-straightening it will be prone to bend in the exact same spot when pressure is applied. Just like our weaknesses in life.

I didn’t even realize pressure was being applied to the head of my nail and I was about to lose self control. God either caused or allowed another blow from the mighty unseen spiritual hammer, I bent before I even knew it.

The big guy was bullying or at least being rude and inconsiderate to the people surrounding him, but not his wife, he could have just as easily crossed his other leg in front of her face. Oh No! Not Mr. Tough Rude Guy…

At this point, I’m all human, no Mr. Christian good guy blog writer. He’s gone… The potion had been administered and Dr. Jekyll was nowhere to be found, leaving only wild-eyed, incensed, ready for action Mr. Hyde.

“YOU’LL NEED TO MOVE THAT FOOT”!!!!! I demanded as I started to push it with the outside of my thigh as I was nearing to sit. Mr. Bully Tough guy moved his foot back over his boundary line. I’m not done, the potion is still in full effect. I immediately took the biggest portion of the arm rest between us.

Dear reader and God forgive me, I went back to by gone days and saw the vision in my mind of a violent situation. Then? I reached for my pad of paper to write my Christian blog……….Wow…

The potion or poison did wear off,  although I still believe the man was rude and basically a bully. I can’t remember how many times as a kid my dad made me apologize when I didn’t want to, even when I knew it was the right thing.

There I was now being compelled by my heavenly Father to do the hard thing once again. As we finally got up to stand in the line like cattle I said to my new pal, “If I was rude earlier I’m sorry.” I pause and continued, “I apologize” holding my hand out to shake his. He gave me a good hard grip, I returned it, grinned and walked off…

How many times my nail has bent there is countless…

Only God knows that number…

It’s the same number as the times He’s forgiven me for it…