Frustration...Give it to God

So lately I have been trying to get my face to clear up from adult acne (I say adult because I am now 25 and I didn't have to deal with it when I was a teenager. I knew it would catch up to me) To say the least, it has been failing miserably. I am trying so hard not to care. I'm such a child when it comes to touching my face or biting my finger nails. I need to pray more about it. Not pray for it to go away, because I don't think that is the deeper issue. I want to pray that it will not bother me (or I it) I honestly don't care what I look like, but my flesh says that I do.

When I truly think about my looks and how I feel, I like to think of the girl I heard about on the news just recently. She was in Seattle and a random person went up to her with a cup of acid and threw it on her face. Do I think that God was responsible for such an act? Heavens no, but He did let it happen. Her strength in the entire matter has really opened my eyes and show me how I need to be no matter what I look like or what people think of me. (Click Here for the story about this girl. Pray for her too, if God puts it on your heart)

Although life on this earth can be complicated, I don't think it was meant to be. The worldly things aren't meant to consume me. Today to and from work I got the chance to listen to my audio book a little more (The Christian Atheist by Craig Groeschel for those who may not have read my previous post) He talks to my own feelings all the time. How my heart will nudge me to do something, but I pass up the chance. I pass the chance to stop doing something I know I shouldn't do. So often I'd like to compare myself to Paul in that I do the things I don't and I don't do the things I want to. I know this is something that everyone struggles with. My problem is that I have often justified the things. I defend the fact that its ok because other people have done way worse.  I must remember that my sin does not mean that Jesus is glorified even more. .

Jesus, you are the only one who knows what is best for me. It may not make me happy and I'm good with that. The things that have given me temporary happiness have all caused heart ache and pain. After the happy feeling wares off that is. Thank you Lord for loving me. I know I am loved because I would not be able to feel your presence during my walk with you. I would not be able to know what is right or wrong. If you did not love me you would not let the Holy Spirit speak to me. Lord, exchange my own ruined conscientiousness with your voice alone. The only good in me is you. I don't want to dweal on these things anymore. Please help me to love you more, unconditionally.