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I came across this verse the other day – “As for me…I shall be satisfied when I awake in Your likeness.”* And I thought to myself that I wanted this to be my prayer too. So I asked God that He make me more like Him. Which was when I began seeing the real me. And it is neither a pretty picture nor a comfortable process! The truth really hurts! Gaining novel insight into my character has been fairly distressing so far. I have found that I can be unbelievably daft, smug, judgemental, narrow-minded, selfish, depressive – well the list goes on, but its cathartic just listing these out! (Less painful than finding myself in a situation where “evil Ruth” suddenly comes to the fore and shocks the daylights out of everyone around!) Anyway, as I was saying, these glaring faults of mine, which were suddenly thrust in my face, haven’t got me down. In fact, I’m rather pleased, because this is proof that He is working on me. We keep reading again and again that God corrects those He loves – I w

There was a moment of blinding revelation as the rose-tinted glasses were wrenched from my eyes and I saw myself for who I was. And with my next breath I started fervently hoping that God suffers fools gladly. Make that singular with a capital F and you have yours truly! I find that I am not good at being led. I always want to be two steps ahead of God if not alongside Him. Which brings us to the inevitable result – me having to learn lessons the hard way with a bump and a crash. As I painfully picked up the pieces, I saw an incongruous image in my mind – God pushing a wheelbarrow and I sitting in it, weeping copiously at just about every situation and circumstance. It would be quite funny if it weren’t so true! And then it struck me. I was facing the wrong way! Sitting and peering into the darkness and uncertainty was what led to the afore-mentioned moment-of-blinding-revelation! I needed to turn and face Him. After all, since He’s pushing the wheelbarrow, my peering ahead isn’t g