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Monday Musings~Going Through the Motions

As a Christian, have you ever felt like you were just going through the motions of your faith? Yes, I believe. Yes, I will live my life one way trying my best to make right choices along the way. Yes, I will teach my children about God and try to set a good example. Blah, blah, blah.

I was naive and in "la la" land before I had Grady thinking I could get it all done. I can clean the house, cook, feed Grady every three hours, entertain Jackson, etc. all the while getting in a good devotional time meditating on the Word for a good thirty minutes or so. WRONG! There is no way I was going to complete a good quiet time with a three year old yammering in my ear. I had to find time early morning or late at night. Well, Jack gets up at 6:30am and by the time both boys are in bed, I am wiped! I know, "excuses excuses."

What I have learned through my short experience of being a mother of two is that sometimes we don't have time to sit down and be still for that token thirty minutes. So, we must adjust our lives to meet our need for spending time with the Lord. I go about my daily life with God on my mind. I am constantly aware of His greatness in simple things such as my drive with Jack to school in which he prays for the day or taking a quiet moment to pray and thank God for the miracle of Grady while I am feeding Him. I sing worship songs as I'm changing Grady and play worship music while we are hanging out at home. I am engrossed in God and loving every moment.

I have learned that it is not about that quiet thirty minutes you spend with God and then check it off your list as a task accomplished. Living your life FOR God and not just going through the motions means being completely enveloped by Him in every aspect and moment of your life. My days are fuller and much more joyful now that I have allowed Him to be a part of me all day and night and not just for thirty minutes of my day!

"Because he loves me," says the Lord, "I will rescue him;
I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name." Psalm 91:14

Acknowledge Him in all you do today.

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