I've had no writing inspiration lately. It's been this way for a couple months, with the exception of a week or two here and there. And this lack of writing inspiration concerns me, because up til recently, I loved writing more than anything else on this earth (I say anything, mind you, not anyone). Except music, maybe. Anyways, that's beside the point.
Life has been monotonous. Not bad, exactly, but monotonous, all the same. Get up. Get dressed. Eat breakfast. Do school. Eat lunch. Do chores. Do more school. Go to work. Eat dinner. Get home from work. Go to bed.
Squeeze in some Bible-reading and prayer-journaling here and there, if I've got the time.
And that's where the problem lies.
Bible-reading and praying (whatever form praying takes) isn't meant to be merely "squeezed into" my "busy" schedule. I know it's a cliche, but if I'm too busy to spend time with God, then I'm too busy. Period.
I look at my schedule. I could get up earlier. I could go to bed later. Both times would be excellent for me to commune with God. I'm not "too busy" to spend time with God - I'm too lazy.
And why?! After all He's done for me, I have the audacity to shove Him to the back burner? Something's wrong with this picture here.
If I expect to be free - not just free of my chains, but also free in the sense that life is a stage for rejoicing and not something to simply "get through" - then this God-ignoring has got to stop. Because that's what this is - God-ignoring. He deserves so much more than just a few cursory minutes of my time, here and there.
He deserves everything. Everything.
I'm going to get up earlier to read and pray, and I'm going to make some time for devotions before I go to bed, too. If I don't, I'll force myself to tell you guys. I'm not going anywhere without accountability (more on that in another chapter, later - I'm leaving for work soon).
God was never meant to be ignored. Ignoring Him is a recipe for bondage. And if I know anything, it's that I'm fighting for freedom.