God gets the last laugh

I've learnt a few things in the last couple of weeks. I've learnt a few things about myself some good, some bad. I've had some of my proudest moments and my most shameful moments. Last tuesday I became CU president and to cut along story short amongst all my enthusiasm, my eagerness to see God move and some coffee sessions with people on committee, where God really used me, the devil decided he wanted to claim some ground and have a little bit of fun. All credit to him, my back was turned, my guard was down; after all my people skills have been top notch this week...and meanwhile the battle raged. And the devil managed ot coerce me onto his side and do a few dirty deeds for him. not that i was aware, but not that i resisted particularly either. and that's just the way failure comes; at points of triumph.

I learnt something about failure this week. It's easy to apologise and ge ton with life. I'ts harder to really address something in my heart. Some area of bleakness and darkness that causes failure. To be real with myself and God. To delve into that blackness, open the door and let some light in. And it's painful becuase that's REALLY admitting failure.

And it's a constant mantra: 'repent of sin, acknowlege temptation, pursue growth.'

But grace blows all fear away. And so it's God that gets the last laugh, God who steals the victory.