Thursday, August 18, 2011

Mess up

Sometimes I hate the idea of time.

Other than the fact that if we had more time we could do more things, or if time stopped we could enjoy those certain moments longer; it's just that sometimes we make mistakes. Stupid ones. Ones where we had full knowledge of the consequences, but by some other force along with our fallen nature and human ignorance combined together we willingly fall out of God's grace for a few moments of pleasure and supposed "good learning and fun."

But, after the whole heart-hardening process has passed and been done with, we realize the sin we've committed and try to pray and repent.

But even then after that... life goes on. Time keeps moving forward. It doesn't wait for you to say with a full heart of sincerity and repentance the words "I'm sorry, God."

Life keeps moving. We need to do this, meet up with these people, do these chores for our family, run these errands, attend that meeting, go to that practice, do this, do that, feel that, listen to them, and so on. Time doesn't give you enough TIME to sit down, and really just contemplate your relationship with God.

But as much as I'd love to blame time and this world for my insincerity and the brokenness of my relationship with God... I know in the end I should be the last one to speak.

There's such things as choices and sacrifices.

Sometimes we have to choose to sacrifice certain things and plans of our day and spend that time with God.

"You never regret the times that you spent with God."

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