>> Saturday, March 31, 2012
Last Sunday morning I woke up at 5:00 a.m.
I didn’t have to be on my feet until 6:30 and relished the thought of drifting back to sleep. But nobody told my brain and it rocketed into orbit the second my eyes popped open.
So I decided to get a head start on my busy day.
I was on a mission—focused on the goal of carving out some writing time later on. But in order to do so, the mundane domestic things needed to be taken care of first.
I dove in before sunup and was able to clean the bathroom, vacuum, and cross off several things from my "to do" list. The rest of my grand plan included a stop to buy a lawnmower, get gas, run into Wal-Mart, and still make Sunday School by 9:00.
The half hour drive to church was a welcome respite after my busy morning. I sang along with the radio, pretty pleased with myself, smug in my productivity pride.
As a song ended and a gal started to talk, I almost turned down the volume until I listened a little closer…
“Do you rush through your prayers and devotions because you’re so busy all the time?”
She talked about spending time with God and whether we linger and listen in his presence or dash through with only a cursory nod. Her words penetrated deep like someone had shot a conviction arrow straight through my heart.
She suggested that we spend a little more time, read one more verse, and pray just a few minutes more.
I hadn’t spoken to God at all that day. There had been a window of opportunity for me to get caught up on my life and I didn’t want it to slam down on my head. I was going to church anyway—kind of like “one-stop-shopping.”
Gone was my bravado and haughty attitude. I humbly asked his forgiveness while he gently reminded me that spending time with him is way more important than a clean house.
I still bought a lawn mower. And got gas, stopped to Wal-Mart, and made it to church on time.
But if I wake up early this week, I’m pretty sure I know where I’ll be.
James 4.8Come close to God and God will come close to you.NLT