The pig fight

One particular day this week just sticks out in my mind more than the others… the day I fought with the pig.

I had an awesome morning of prayer with MOMS in Prayer moms in our community and was “pumped” for finishing out our homeschooling day, we pulled into the drive to see the pig was out.

I followed her around the yard wondering exactly what I was going to do.  Last time I was able to lure her back with her food. This idea was not happening, she was too far into the woods rutting around.  Everything that she was hungry for she had already eaten.  The only way I was going to get her back was if I dragged her.

It did cross my mind to pick her up, however she is more than 3/4 my size in weight, and that was not going to happen.  At least I didn’t think so.  I tried it anyway… boy did she scream.  I put all my weight on her, grabbed her hind legs, and wrestled her back to her pen, which just happened to be on the other side of the yard.  I was not happy in the least and that pig (and anyone else listening) got an ear full.

After successfully getting her into the pen, reinforcing it was a priority. So much for homeschooling, right?  We were studying pig 101…

Hard heart learning lessons came from this incident that unraveled the rest of that day into the next.  God had used that pig to teach me the finishing touches on the lesson that my way isn’t always the best way, it’s not about me…

You see I’ve been  a noisy gong, a clanging symbol lately, with no love.  And it was time to stop.

Like the prodigal son wanting everything now, then once receiving it leaves the Father behind, (because he thought he had everything), ended up with the pigs… this is where I went.  I wanted everything the Father could give me and then thinking I knew it all, started out on my own and I ended up with my pig.

I know you don’t really know me, but I’m thankful that I fought this pig so I could remember this isn’t where I’m supposed to be, God doesn’t want me to be in over my head.  He wants me to trust Him, keep my eyes on Him, pray, obey, and love…..He wants more for me than I could ever imagine.  All I did taking my eyes off him was end up smelling like my pig, and it wasn’t pretty.

I’m thankful that HE loves me so much he would discipline me, console me, listen to me, and forgive me…

Psalm 51:10-12 is more than a beautiful song.  It’s a prayer.  Go ahead and check it out, I did…

When was the last time you got overwhelmed and took your eyes off Jesus?  What did you fight in order to realize you were wrong?