Remember back a couple weeks ago when I challenged myself to read the Bible and spend time in prayer every M-F before breakfast? Update: God is faithful and every day, except Thanksgiving, that happened.
I needed it to happen. I had been in a bit of a spiritual rut. My lack of communication with God was rearing its ugly head in the form of covetesness (word?). Basically, I wasn't happy with what I had and I wanted more. (I still struggle with this, mind you, but the covet monster lost its grip on my every waking thought.)
Well, Praise God, I didn't even realize He kept kicking me out of bed in the morning well into December!
And even though the record isn't spotless, at least there is a record.
Anyway, this brings me to my post idea:
Can you relate to when
It's like going to the dentist. I don't want to sit in that chair, have my teeth/gums poked and proded, have grit ground into my mouth and have a stranger run string through my teeth! Yet afterwards I feel all nice and clean and shiny. (granted, this analogy only applies for teeth cleaning. I believe God would perform miraculous pain-free root canals.)
Well, that is where I am now. (No, not the dentist, silly) Experiencing spiritual teeth-cleaning. Both eagerly awaiting it, and dreading it at the same time. I know I will love, love, love the "end" (spiritual growth is life long process) result, but I dread what may be reaquired of me. Both now and the future.
Be on the lookout later this week for those other "ideas".
And FYI - The whole "dentist" thing? Wasn't even one of them. God literally popped that one in as I was typing. Wow! See? God is working on my spontanaity! (I'm a planner) :)
Interactive:
Am I alone in dreading the dentist? (Literal or Spiritual - take your pick) (ha ha - "pick" - I'm punny)
literally, i would rather go to the gyno than the dentist. i'm so not joking.
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