I feel pathetic.
Jesus lived a very communal lifestyle. He travelled with a
large group of people. Sometimes he camped out; sometimes he stayed with
friends. When people knew he was around, he was mobbed.
Yet he still set aside time to be alone with his Father.
Even if that meant rising before dawn and meeting him in the hills. Even if
that meant being out on the hills with him all night long. He knew he needed to
create head space so that he could keep alive his relationship with his Father
in heaven.
He may have been crowded physically, but he never let
himself be crowded mentally / spiritually. He drew boundaries and kept them. He
knew what was most important and that was what he did.
I’ve been living with a full house for awhile, and it is set
to continue. I’ve watched my quiet times become eroded. I’ve watched that
happen. I haven’t succeeded in preventing or circumventing it. Others would
understand. I wouldn’t be persecuted if I said I needed an hour on my own with
God. There are empty rooms. There are ways to accomplish so simple a task.
And yet very often I don’t. I allow the untidy house to
dictate my actions. I live with a Martha mentality rather than a Mary
mentality.
And as I do that, I watch myself sink. I don’t see many
instances of the Spirit dictating my attitudes and words – more instances of my
own natural, sinful self coming to the fore again.
Lord, help me in this to be more like you. Forgive me for
blaming my circumstances for my poor choices and lack of self-discipline.
Enable me to walk the talk more day by day.
I don’t want to feel pathetic any more.
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