Sunday, May 5, 2013
Pleading with God. When I heard myself this weekend, pleading with God to help me stop smoking, to help me fully accept that I can not smoke anymore, a light bulb went off in my brain. Pleading with God is a form of begging him to come over to my side. God is already on my side.
I'm so embarrassed about being powerless over my cigarettes. The people who know I have COPD and continue to smoke, just shake their heads at me. It creates "screw you" cycle in my head.
Giving this to God instead of pleading with God is the direction I need to take.
You'd think I know this stuff, right?
PS: My Trumpet plant ready to burst: