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Monday Meditations - Ambivilence





Ambivalence

Oh, how this word defines us as humans! We are ambivalent about so many things. We are wishy-washy. We can't seem to make up our minds about anything. Just look at a woman's bedroom after she has gotten dressed. The pile of clothes on the bed tells us that dress is the wrong color, that one is uncomfortable, today's the wrong mood for that one, that one isn't appropriate for the situation, that one doesn't fit anymore… I've known women that can't make up their minds about who they want to date. Some can't make up their minds about which women they truly want to be friends with.

College students enter the university with one major and come out with another, yet work in a completely different third field.

Couples get married only to find out shortly after the wedding that marriage (or the person they chose in the first place) isn't really right for them

I could go on with examples of how we have mixed feelings, uncertain feelings, or simply mind changes about so many decisions we have made, but I won't. I'm sure a few more have come to your thoughts as you've been reading this.

But you know what? I am so thankful that my heavenly Father has no ambivalence about Him. He has never had mixed feelings about us. He has always loved us in spite of how we act. His love has never been uncertain, and He has never fluctuated. There has never been a time when He was unable to make a choice. When the time came for Him to die on the cross for our sins, there was no waffling back and forth. He did what He needed to do because He loved us. And because we needed Him to do it.

Where would we be today if ambivalence was one of God's character traits?


"Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever." (Hebrews 13:8)

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  1. I just imagine, what if God gave me time out or a hiding if say something hurtful to my kids or any one else or remind me of wrong doings, even if the intention differs. Would I still go to God if I felt I made a mistake.... Sometimes we do that to kids or our neighbors, and when the hide stuff, we feel offended.....
    Just more greatful that God remain the same....

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    1. Amen to God always remaining the same! Where would we be if He were ambivalent?

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