I have discovered a deep-rooted issue in my life: I am a fickle person. When it comes to forming certain opinions, I find myself changing my mind on subjects that I once thought were absolute. For example, when Vickie cooks her marvelous chicken-fried steak, I am quick to say that this meal is my all-time favorite that she cooks. Then, a few days later, when she cooks her incredible pot roast with potatoes and carrots, the chicken-fried steak becomes an ancient memory, and now the pot roast is my all-time favorite meal. And, when she cooks her … well, the list could go on and on.
And, it’s not just a food issue. I have discovered that I am also fickle (or, to be kinder to myself, able to allow myself the freedom to change my mind) when it comes to music. While driving a few minutes ago, I began to play music by my all-time favorite artist, Andraé Crouch (this is subject to change). When the song “Through It All” was playing, it was my all-time favorite Andraé song … that is, until a few minutes later, the song “If Heaven Was Never Promised to Me” began to play … that is, until “My Tribute” came on … until … I’m so fickle.
The same can be said about my relationship with the Holy Spirit. While I am absolutely not fickle about my love for Him, I have to admit that I am fickle about the #1 reason why I desperately need Him in my life. For example, I have changed my mind three times while just reading Romans 8:26.
So too the [Holy] Spirit comes to our aid and bears us up in our weakness; for we do not know what prayer to offer nor how to offer it worthily as we ought, but the Spirit Himself goes to meet our supplication and pleads in our behalf with unspeakable yearnings and groanings too deep for utterance, Romans 8:26 (Amplified Bible)
I started out with being head-over-heels in love with Him and thankful for the fact that He helps me in my weaknesses and inadequacies (KJV infirmities). But then, I wavered and said that my new #1 reason is that He helps me when I don’t know how to pray as I ought (which is really common). Wait, I changed my mind one more time and said that my new, all-time #1 reason is that He isn’t a delegator from afar, but instead is personally involved as He intercedes through me with the language of heaven. You see? I’ve ficklized (add that to your vocabulary) three times in just one verse.
I apologize for using you today as a support group. I know that it’s my turn to stand up in this group and say, “My name is Billy and I am fickle.” You should now respond, “Hello, Billy. Yes, you are fickle.” Wow, I feel better just admitting this problem. Thank you for your time.
