In The Desert, Begging to Die

One victory won, another crisis awaits, as I sit under a tree in the desert like Elijah, begging God to be merciful and let me die. But, like with Elijah, God shows me that His mercy is much greater than my plea. He beckons me to look at my heart and at my life.

How many times have I been given victory and failed to give the Lord credit?

If I had only done it once, that was one time too many.

How many times have I let anger and regret turn into self-pity and self-loathing and sat in the valley of humdrums singing the heartrending song of the mullygrubs?
How many times have I felt tempted to believe that others could not make it if not for me?

God calls me to get up and go face the next battle with the prophets of Baal, but not to rely on my strength, only on God’s power. He shows that others are fighting the same battles and He calls me to go and return on my way (I Kings 19:15), to “Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life, whereunto thou art also called, and hast professed a good profession before many witnesses,” (1 Timothy 6:12) because if I cast my cares on Him and live righteously, he will never let me fail. (Psalm 55:12)