The new year started off so wonderfully.
Doesn’t it usually?
We resolve to break free from bad habits, spend more time with Him and our families, live more intentionally and take care of these bodies He has blessed us with.
It seems so simple, but yet so hard.. Getting up early in the morning to pray, read His Word and listen. I do pretty well for awhile.
Then life happens. Our flesh and/or the world gets in the way and we let life just happen.
If you have stopped by this little spot or followed me on the Twitter.. yes, I call it the Twitter.. you know that my oldest headed back to college and a weird but wonderful winter snow storm hit North Alabama. You also know that in the midst of that, a dear IRL and online friend, Joanne suffered a major stroke while running on her treadmill. I cried and I prayed. I am so far away from Joanne’s home. All I could do was pray and ask others to pray. I had a hard time focusing on even the smallest tasks at hand that first two weeks.
But then, here’s the deal… choosing to be obedient is so simple.. but yet so hard.
I’ve struggled with some pretty serious spiritual warfare over the last few weeks and I am convinced that it’s because for the first little bit of 2011, I have been faithful to read His Word, pray and listen daily. Others and that mean ole’ jerk that will remain nameless would have me trip and fall. he’s trying everything in his power to disuade me from praying, study God’s Word, pour into my family first and just do the next thing. he likes to confuse me with good things and good people to distract me from what God has for me.
But God has been faithful to pour out His blessings in my life in spite of the whirling diversh of distractions. He keeps gently reminding me of the things He has spoken over me and called me to during this season.
Sooo why is something so simple (being obedient to quiet time, prayer and His Word) so hard? Why is it that we choose for it to be the first thing to go every day? Why do we hit the snooze button or give into the crazy schedule our entire family has instead of giving Him our first fruits?
For me, it’s all about surrendering to Him and denying my own flesh (I so love to sleep… ) and getting my bottom out of the bed to meet with Him. When women are faithful to meet with God, pray and soak in His Word mighty things happen and that ole jerk that will remain nameless doesn’t like it.
I don’t know about you, but I would rather be a servant of Christ then a slave to some ole jerk that is bent on keeping me in a deep, dark corner.
It’s so simple…but yet so hard. How do you make sure you stay focused on God and keep your quiet time with Him protected?