There are times in my life where I get totally distracted by the things of this world and my focus completely changes. Days (and sometimes weeks) into this, I realize there is something missing in my life. Something big. Something important. What is it? Oh yeah, only the most important thing in my life.....Jesus.
This does not happen on purpose, of course. And it's nothing new. I've done it more times I'd rather admit myself, and people have done it for lifetimes. Work, school, life, friends, selfishiness - there are a myriad of things that command my attention and cause me to distance myself from the only steady thing in my life. The funny thing is - when things start to go wrong, it still takes me a few days to figure out what the heck my problem is.
More often than not, it is failure, defeat or heartache that drives me back to the place where I really belong. But sometimes, it is the glimpse of something good, something pure, that makes everything else seem cheap and tarnished. A real friend, people who care about me - really care - and who love the Lord. When I am in that place, I feel just what it is that I've been missing. It's pure, it's real and it's truth. People talk about fellowship of the saints and how we should surround ourselves with godly people. There is definitely a difference.
I'm not talking about Sister Christian, holy roller, I'm holy and you should be too people - I'm talking about those who are real, who are for real, and who love me for who I am.
Now.....I just have to remember this so I don't screw up as long the next time.
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