One Day, One Day, One Day, â€¦
Finally work is done, bills paid, appointments made, called my Dad, Zumba class taken, dinner made (thanks husband) dishes washed (me) and soon to be put away (kids), catch up the day with my Dude, now to get ready for tomorrow to start all over again.
As I sat here at my desk, preparing myself to focus on the task at hand, a small voice softly spoke a gentle reminder of something that was spoken into my heart by my heavenly Father, â€œwrite about meâ€.Â It has been seven years since He first whispered that into my heart.
I donâ€™t want to do this anymore.Â To live the kind of repetitive, day in and day out of life.Â God wants so much more from me, it is His desire for me, He alone breathed life into me.Â And so here I sit, at my computer feeling the deep desire to write about my God, I say that very possesively, for no one could ever do the things that my God does for me, to me, in me and through me.Â So I sit here and begin to writeâ€¦..
1 Samuel 15:22 And Samuel said, Hath the LORD as great delight in burnt offerings and sacrifices, as in obeying the voice of the LORD? Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice, and to hearken than the fat of rams.
Is there anyone, besides me, who find themselves not doing what they know God has told them to do?