1 Thessalonians 4:3-5 (English Standard Version)
3For this is the will of God, your sanctification: that you abstain from sexual immorality; 4that each one of you know how to control his own body in holiness and honor, 5not in the passion of lust like the Gentiles who do not know God;
Proverbs 29:11 (New International Version)
11 A fool gives full vent to his anger,
but a wise man keeps himself under control.
We are more than our feelings. Our fear, anger, hurt, and sadness do not control us, or, to be more accurate, they don’t have to control us. In truth we often do act on our feelings and allow them control over us, yet, with the power of God, we are able to act as we choose and not as our feelings may dictate. Emotions are fickle and often unpredictable; only a foolish person desires to have such an easily swayed leader. Rather than what we may feel from moment to moment, we chose to allow the will of God to guide our actions.
When I was a young teen my brother and I were exploring near our house when we came across a fire hydrant that had no cap on one side. The hydrate was apparently broken since no water was gushing forth from the opening. Being a young, stupid boy I was immediately overcome with curiosity and stuck my hand inside the open hydrant. I felt downward in the darkness as far as my arm would reach and found nothing of interest. So, I tried the other direction and reached upward; only inches above my hand I hit something spongy. Before I could process the feeling a terrible buzzing erupted from within the dark hole and wasps began pouring out like a hoard of cavalry thundering across the fields of Gettysburg to rain down destruction. I received my first stinging rebuff on the joint of my right thumb and then my brother and I were off. We ran with all the speed we could could manage; slapping, and screaming hysterically as we went. We were thousands of times bigger than any of those wasps and, truth be told, there really weren’t that many of them chasing us. Yes, the stings were painful, but we were in no great danger. We did much worse damage to our pride by running frantically down the middle of the road like crazed lunatics than any physical damage the wasps did to us. I ended up with about three stings and my brother and a few too. Had I thought to pick of the cap lying nearby and thrust it over the opening we would have fared much better in the end. However, it is not unusual in life to find the large and powerful running from the small. A housewife leaping upon a chair as a mouse scurries by or a classroom full of high school students breaking into pandemonium over a spider swinging down from the ceiling are not hard for us to imagine. I once saw a grown man held at bay by a chiwawa. Our emotions are like the wasps, mouse, spider, and chiwawa. They do have the power to hurt us, but we need not cower before them.
I choose to no longer be controlled by what I feel, but by what I know. I know that God loves me and wishes me to live a holy life. I know that God has provided all the strength I could ever need to live a life in accordance with His will. When I do fail to chose right, still I will not be overwhelmed by depression or despair, for I know that God has also provided grace.
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Believe God’s love and power more than you believe your own feelings and experiences. Your rock is Christ, and it is not the rock that ebbs and flows but the sea.
–Samuel Rutherford
Where there is no “moral gravity” – that is, no force that draws us to the center – there is spiritual weightlessness. We float on feelings that will carry us where we never meant to go; we bubble with emotional experiences that we often take for spiritual ones; and we are puffed up with pride. Instead of seriousness, there is foolishness. Instead of gravity, flippancy. Sentimentality takes the place of theology. Our reference point will never serve to keep our feet on solid rock, for our reference point, until we answer God’s call, is merely ourselves. We cannot possibly tell which end is up. Paul calls them fools who “…measure themselves by themselves, to find in themselves their own standard of comparison!”
–Elisabeth Elliot
Discipline – The Glad Surrender, Revell, 1982, p. 19-20.