Life is in full speed right now with the crisp air reminding us that the holidays are just around the corner. Not only is life chaotic and busy at work but I just moved for my fifth and final time in the last year and a half. I keep joking with people and saying I’m staying put until I’m married. (fingers crossed)
In the midst of all that is chaotic, I have been placing my precious Jesus on the back burner. I realized as I was blow drying my hair this morning that I didn’t even pray all day yesterday. Not a “thank you Jesus for giving me this house”. Not even a “please give me strength and energy to build all new relationships and friendships”. Nada.
I’ve always been all about the “busy”. I like to consume my time spending time around people, reading, writing, teaching, etc. Rarely do I just let myself sit in silence. Rarely do I even sit down for a devotional anymore these days. How did this happen? I’m attempting to “heal” my heart right now through counseling and I’m not even spending regular time with the Lord. How’s the healing ever going to take place?
I find it slightly ironic that while I’m tying this, I have a Starbucks availability form in front of me. I told Jenora the other day that I want to “flood my life with work, work, work.” While that’s great and the cash flow will be even more lovely, I fear I’ll become this never-available, busy, workaholic that can’t focus on healing and building relationships with new people or have any time to pour into the people that need me like my sister and Mike.
Readers, will you pray for me as I sift through these decisions?