Experiential Truth or TRUTH?

So far May has been typical with long and beautiful spring days that have unfolded in a slow pace. I have been trying to put together documents for a little project I'm working on thats, well, let's just say......pretty important which has made this month a little more anxiety ridden than....well.....maybe there's always anxiety.......

Anxiety and out of control feelings due to the fact I live in a country where EVERYTHING is out of my control can sometimes lead to a lot of second guessing about decisions and even about myself when I start thinking about things too much and try to look for answers. 

Second guessing everything leads me to look at the experiential truths that have happened to me over and over to me in the past and then my head tells me definitely and repeatedly, "THIS is the way things will turn out in the future."

Guess what?  I have no clue how things will turn out.

Okay, sometimes I'm right.

Occasionally.

But really, if you think about it.  None of us really knows how a situation will turn out.

But this week I was convicted that if my experiential truths don't line up with the Word of God, then something is out of whack.

And if I'm labeling the experiential truths as TRUTH and not allowing myself to see any other way to how things will turn out, then chances are, things are going to turn out the way I expect them to happen.  And experiential truths are not necessarily the actual truth of a situation.

And I was also convicted that sometimes I even make an IDOL out of my idea of "the way I think things will happen." 

This is where the fleshly part of me is jumping up and taking control and guess what?

"Most assuredly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the ground and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it produces much grain".......John 12:24  (NKJV)

The experiential truths in my head that don't line up with the Word of God need to die.

So I took my cursor and put them all in the little waste basket and clicked "delete" and imagined that little crinkly sound which is so cool when the trash leaves the little metal basket. 

Now, I'm ready to go out and produce much grain, because God knows how things will be resolved.