Can't Do What I Should...Doing What I Shouldn't. SMH

Why is it that I feel I MUST pick at every little thing that pops up on my face?  And then, of course, I'm left with a scar.  I knew it would happen.  I knew I would cause more damage, but yet I can't seem to stop myself.  Sigh...

We do this in other areas of life, too.  We know we shouldn't eat that...or hang out with x person or y person.  We know we shouldn't try to get one over on someone, or keep the change when the cashier miscalculated and gave $10 extra change.  But we do it anyway.

There has to come a point when we think of the consequences, and that is a deterrent in itself.

Clearly, I'm not there yet.  At least where my face is concerned.

God and Centipides

I killed a centipede in my daughters' room tonight.  I was coming from the shower and noticed something on the floor.  I looked away, and looked back and the "something" was about one tile over from where it was previously.  I grabbed a shoe, and the rest is history.  Bye, bye, centipede.

What's my point?  God looks out for us.  He opens our eyes so we can see danger that we wouldn't see had it not been for us being tapped in to His vision.  I don't think of incidents like this as "lucky".  There is Divine intervention in so many of our daily circumstances, but we often don't see or don't take the time to acknowledge God's Hand in our lives.  I believe I was put in that spot to see that little insect and stop it before it crawled up into the bed and... (let's not even think about that).

I had to stop and say thank you.  I only pray for the vision to see potential dangers in more subtle things, like the negative influence of a well-meaning but badly-advised friend, or the wisdom to choose right when the pros and cons seem to all be in the gray area.

There is no "luck", only Favor.  And Favor comes from God.