It has been nine days since my last post. Nine days of dodging the keyboard. Nine days of hitting the snooze button once too often. Nine days of watching Sports Center before bed. Nine days of disobedience.
No, I have not been out carousing. My mornings have not been derailed with mind-numbing headaches from too much drink the previous evening. Nights have not been spent looking up porn on the internet. I had just gotten lazy. I remember the first two mornings of my blog hiatus. I felt uneasy about not firing up the p.c., reading scripture, and putting my thoughts out there on the Interweb. Within 3-4 days time alone with God had become just a pesky thought lurking in the corner of my mind, but not something I really missed.
Not coincidentally I found my days at work less productive. Little things began to become irritants. "Self" became more and more important. Joy was fleeting and a feeling of malaise started to creep in. There is no doubt that in my life time with God and contentment in life have a positive relationship.
Did I want to fire up the computer this morning and get back into my routine? I am happy to be able to respond to that in the affirmative. Why? I am ashamed to admit it was not necessarily because of an outpouring for my Heavenly Father, but because I work up feeling like gum on the bottom of the world's shoe. My return was to find that peace that follows time with Him.
Maybe my motivation wasn't pure, but I am here. I am reading, reflecting, and writing. I have no doubt that my time with Abba with rekindle my love for Him. He has not gone anywhere. It was I who left. What a comfort to know He is right where I left Him.
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