Yesterday we had no internet. Neither Husband nor Comcast can explain why. I'm pretty sure God had something to do with it. He knew how badly I needed to clean my house. Since cleanliness is next to godliness, I'm sure he was pretty concerned. And since I have a clean house AND finally spent some one-on-one time with Him, I'm pretty sure that saying is 100% accurate.
I haven't been making time in my day for the One who created me. While I know that's the single most important and valuable thing I can do with my day (don't worry, Eliana, changing your dirty diapers is a close second), I allow email, facebook, and researching how ants can lift 50 times their body weight to come first. I run out of time for the One who saves me. I pretend like the few words I manage to utter to Him is enough to keep up a relationship and like playing an audio Bible in the background while I read about ants communicating through pheromones is enough to keep me spiritually aligned.
It's not.
So after I finished hand-writing this blog post (to be posted when the internet returned), I sat down with my face on the floor (a posture of submission) and listened. I read my Bible and listened. Then I spoke a few things that were on my mind and listened.
Today I have internet and I haven't yet taken time out to listen, read, or speak to God. Cutting off my hands sounds a bit extreme, but I did ask Husband if he would be upset if I smashed my laptop. The Bible says to cut off anything that causes you to sin (Mark 9:43). and correct me if I'm wrong but something that distracts you from God is pretty much causing you to sin. I'll give myself a few more days to get this under control before I smash poor Lappy.
I haven't been making time in my day for the One who created me. While I know that's the single most important and valuable thing I can do with my day (don't worry, Eliana, changing your dirty diapers is a close second), I allow email, facebook, and researching how ants can lift 50 times their body weight to come first. I run out of time for the One who saves me. I pretend like the few words I manage to utter to Him is enough to keep up a relationship and like playing an audio Bible in the background while I read about ants communicating through pheromones is enough to keep me spiritually aligned.
It's not.
So after I finished hand-writing this blog post (to be posted when the internet returned), I sat down with my face on the floor (a posture of submission) and listened. I read my Bible and listened. Then I spoke a few things that were on my mind and listened.
Today I have internet and I haven't yet taken time out to listen, read, or speak to God. Cutting off my hands sounds a bit extreme, but I did ask Husband if he would be upset if I smashed my laptop. The Bible says to cut off anything that causes you to sin (Mark 9:43). and correct me if I'm wrong but something that distracts you from God is pretty much causing you to sin. I'll give myself a few more days to get this under control before I smash poor Lappy.
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