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Unfaithful

I'm doing it again.
That thing.
When I say I'm going to do something.
And then I don't.
I think it's called being...
unfaithful.
 
And well, that is something
that I
just don't want to be.
 
And so,
here I am.
Again.
Desiring to be faithful to
memorise God's Word.
 
Because really,
on every basic level
I.
Need.
To.
Just do it.
 
Just take the time.
And do it.
 
It takes time.
But so does checking my email.
And blogging.
And playing Words With Friends.
And watching Downton Abby.
And scrolling through Facebook.
And...
And...
And...
 
And none of these are bad things, really.
But if they are substituting
for what is really necessary.
For what is needed.
And not just wanted.
I will starve
spiritually speaking.
 
And how can I know the
the promises I'm rooted in.
The will of my Father.
The law of Love.
And of Liberty.
How can I know truly,
who He is
if I don't know His
unfailing Word?
 
 
And when will I desire the Word
more than I desire the fleetings
of this world?!
 
Thank you God for
Grace.
Grace, overflowing
and
long-suffering.
Grace.
 
God's
Riches
At
Christ's
Expense.
 
"Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. 13 Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, 14 I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus." ~Phil 3:12-16
 
 
This weeks verse here, friends.
Join me if you will.
 
And this list keeps building, yes it does!
828. last Upward practise and squirmy, giggling girls
829. sleeping children
830. possibilities
831. looking forward to our move into "town" :)
832. tea with friends soon!
833. a friend's voice mail...always makes me smile...and a bit sad
834. the best is yet to be
835. toothpaste
836. a friend who teaches my kids art, and to garden. thank you!
837. Jordynn's hair is long and lovely
838. My Love snuggling up tight with a little love snoozing away while I plunk away
839. my step-dad, Ron who will be celebrating his b-day this very week. So. ThankFULL for him. :)
 

 
 



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