I say enough. I’ve spent enough time floating through life. I look good on the outside. I appear to be living for God. But what I don’t want to admit is how little effort I put into my relationship with God. To disclose how complacent I’ve become would be shameful.
I don’t think I ever get this way deliberately. Initially, it may be an event or season that caused my spiritual walk to suffer. Busyness is always an easy excuse. I may not even be aware that I enjoyed the time it freed up. But what started out as unintentional can quickly evolve into intentional if not caught. Soon it abandons unintended and becomes a conscious choice. More appealing activities occupy my time when I should be reading God’s Word, rejuvenating my spirit and growing in my faith. As my view of God slowly grows dimmer, the temporal joys take over. They become my preferred interest. They become my idol.
It’s not always easy to see amidst it but over time and especially looking back I realize I easily traded freedom and life in Christ for a wearisome existence of self-contentment. Instead of joy, depression, sadness and loneliness developed. Extremely burdened by the heaviness of daily life. Nothing was going my way. Nothing was fulfilling. There was no joy. I’m selfish, irritable, discontented. And the further from God I got, the blinder I was to my position of wretchedness.
And then snip.
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