I don't smoke cigarettes anymore, I don't drink anymore, but the cursing and general hard core attitude creeps in now and again. Especially when I'm trading war stories with other attorneys. I told myself I'd stop cursing this year, and it's proved a bit challenging. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I tend to drop the F bomb or anything...but even the occasionally damn is something I'm trying to cut out. The less I immerse my self in base behavior, the more I hear gods voice and the less I'm tempted to engage in earthly desires.
Being a criminal defense attorney will wear you out unless you develop a pretty thick and calloused skin. I was trained by some of the most Godless and rebellious trial attorneys out there. And they were good. Juries loved them. But they knew nothing of the peace of Christ. I'm trying to learn to avoid burnout not by becoming hardened, but by becoming clothed with Christ. I want to exercise patience and a softer understanding with my clients questions, but be prepared to go to battle when needed. Christ was as gentle as a lamb, but he also knew how to turn over a table when need be.
Well, that's enough for now. I'm going to pray until bed time. I've got some reading to do too. Until tomorrow.
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