As usual she was right.
Before baby number three arrived last fall I had found a really great life pattern with our little family of four. Each day was deliberately managed with clear goals. Professionally and personally. I was in complete control of my schedule and was always able to cut out plenty of time for personal devotions.
As a surprise to no one, a new baby messed up all my well thought out plans.
Then, right after the baby arrived our church made the decision to move towards closing/merging.(which will soon be its own post) Then I started a "new" job in our newly merged with church a few months later with a whole new set of priorities, people and schedules.
God has been so good throughout it all, and we love where God has led us and our wonderful community at Mt Pleasant church to join with our brothers and sisters at Calvary Evangelical Church. But in the midst of the whirlwind of all this new stuff I got frazzled and unfocused.
I have gained 15 pounds(sad face) haven't been committing enough time to just 'being' in God's word and to the chagrin of the 10's of you, haven't been focusing my thoughts in written form on my internationally read blog(big in Asia.....for some reason...).
Sin starts sneakily. Not that I am currently out trying to score drugs and beating up widows for their social security checks. If sin was going from being solid to being a criminal overnight we would all recognize it before it got a hold of us and avoid it. But it doesn't work that way. Bit by bit, tip toe by tip toe, we sloooooowwwwllly lose focus and wake up one day, weeks/months/years later and wonder, "What just happened???"
When we do wake up and see that things just aren't the way they are supposed to be what do we do?
Too often you know what we do? Beat ourselves up about it. Get down on ourselves. Perhaps even double down on the previous mistakes, dig in our heels and throw up our hands in defeat.
I mean, not really. Stop doing that.
But it is ok because of Jesus.
In Luke 15 Jesus tells three parables. The lost sheep, the lost coin, and, the prodigal son. What is the message in each of those. It doesn't matter how what was lost was "lost" HE wants you back. He will take off your filthy clothes, carry you on his back, and bring you home. You belong to Him. And even if the whole reason you are far from Him right now is your own doing, He is calling you.
He doesn't lecture the poor sheep when he finds it. He doesn't tell the returning son, "told you so". He says, "Rejoice, celebrate and be glad! You have returned!"
We enslave ourselves with chains that God has not put upon us. Someone once said that you can run 1000 miles from God, but when you turn around, He is right there as if you never left. My wife reminded me that I was distracted. So I turned back around. Don't be a slave to the last mistake you made, it is not how God sees you. Don't see yourself that way.
Apparently it was a maze keeping him away the whole time.....