Monday Musings~Lazy

I am lazy. Oh, I am not lazy when it comes to getting "essential" things done like cleaning the house, putting dishes away, picking up toys, blah, blah, blah. No, I tend to get lazy with God. When I am in a "good" place I tend to become relaxed in my prayer and quiet times. I still pray and read the Bible but not as intently or with as much passion as I'd like. So, I have decided that no matter what is going on my life I am going to hold onto my God like I cannot let go; like if I do I will fall off that cliff. I will pray fervently and study His Word with passion and joy. I will not take my faith lightly. He suffered viciously and died on a cross for me. I cannot take my faith lightly. This holiday season has been a reminder to me that without the birth of my Savior I would not be where I am today. Therefore, I have decided that I cannot and will not take my faith lightly! May He be forever glorified in and through my life!

"But let all who take refuge in You be glad;
let them ever sing for joy.
Spread Your protection over them,
that those who love Your name may rejoice in You.
For surely, O Lord, you bless the righteous;
You surround them with your favor as with a shield." Psalm 5:11-12

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