A Life in Words

Its truly funny how settled we become. How tunnel vision can set in. I just watched a video on YouTube about prayer and how you should check yourself in how you pray. The idea is that we can get in a rut of praying the same way or for the same things and after a while we seem to be focused on the routine of the prayer rather than who we are praying to. It made me think of how I pray and how I talk about prayer. I was proud of myself for a little bit in the fact that I have always said I try to pray like God was standing right in front of me. As if we were old friends and just catching up. Although it doesn't always happen that way. But I was thinking about an earlier focus on trying to give Jesus the good things rather than just the bad and it dawned on me. In hard times who do I turn to... Jesus. In dark storms and high waves who do I run to... Jesus. When life seems to be kicking me in the face who do I run to... Jesus. But when life is going good who do I leave out... Jesus. Sometimes it gets to a point where when nothing is going wrong you have nothing to report. He is my support system, my grace, my leader and my safety but no where in those characteristics does it talk about someone who sits back and enjoys life with you. So maybe that became a routine for me. Praying in times of difficulty rather than all the time. Asking for God's attention when you were hurting rather than all day. My thought this morning was of disappoint because when I woke up my first thought wasn't to call on my best friend and the lover of my heart. My first thought was of sadness because of things that I cannot control. What silly games we play, blocking out those who mean the most when we need them the most. Don't let sadness or worry take away from your sharing with God. Don't let yourself take away the brilliance and happiness of your day from Jesus. Share the smiles and the tears at every point. Not only because you need him at every step but because he wants you at every step.