Funny, I traveled across the globe, left my family and friends, surrendered my meager income for one thing, Him. Him, of course, being God (not to be confused with the possibility of a foreign beau). As I first stepped into the parking lot of Heathrow Airport, I distinctly remember thinking to myself, "And now to live the ever-exciting, always-holy life of a missionary; spreading the love for J-E-S-U-S!", though, perhaps not in those exact terms.
I am officially twenty-four days in England now and, honestly, I don't feel I've lived up to my part of that statement. Sure, life's been exciting and busy since arrival day, but I've since pushed aside the "holy" bit of that phrase. Not that I expected to be surrounded by hosts of angels and casting out demons right off the bat, but I think I got caught up in the "doing" aspect of life.
There is no one to blame but myself for this, not even a hectic schedule. I've recently realized that I got caught up in living that I forgot that the reason I'm here is to BE with God. Obviously, I won't be lazing around in a meditative state all the time, but I have not taken time out of my day to just hear His voice. Hence the title of this blog, "Lost in the Excitement".
There is a delicate balance to living in the world whilst still reserving time for The Creator; I simply have not tried to find a balance. It's not a physics equation, nor is it able to be calculated in any way. I just need to learn to BE with God. It's a work in progress, I'll admit, but think of it as a dating relationship; if you don't make time for one another, the relationship falls apart. I genuinely want to be with Him; so it's time to close the laptop, put away my mp3, tune out the voices...
and. just. BE.
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