I just moved into my new townhouse a couple days ago and I really love it. I'm sitting on our new couch... I played some games, searched for some jobs (still can't find a job in this crazily large city!!), and tried doing some oil painting (I actually don't really know how to oil paint), I watched a chick flick all by myself (don't judge me... I know all you girls out there have, too - or, perhaps you haven't) and now - almost needless to say - I feel like eating some ice cream. Unfortunately, I don't have any.
I've been having a difficult time taking time to sit back and talk with God. I'm always glad when I do, but I feel a bit like the seeds thrown on the ground and choked by the weeds of distractions: Internet, books, movies... anything. But, last night I was home alone and I sat on the couch and turned on my radio and listened to worship music while pouring out some of my thoughts to God. Then I decided to worship God through art and started painting. I felt good afterward. Spending time with God is always good... so why is it so hard to take the time to sit with Him?
I'm going to try to make a habit of spending at least a half an hour of focused time with God every day. Perhaps I shall keep you all posted on how that goes.
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