[dropcap style=”font-size: 60px; color: #9b9b9b;”] I [/dropcap]sn’t it something when God doesn’t allow you to remain where you’re at? Actually, let me rephrase . . . isn’t it nice when you pull yourself up, off the floor, because you know that you can’t remain where your feeling have you, and you head towards Him and He meets you where you’re at? I always marvel when it happens, but I shouldn’t as He clearly states that He will draw near to us when we draw near to Him.
I’ve been in a major funk. I’ve not had the energy to do anything. I haven’t wanted to talk to people, fellowship, make effort, leave the house, etc. I get up, get the boys up, get ready for work, take them to where they need to go, get to work, get my work done, then the boys and I do errands, then we head home. I’m tired. I don’t want to go beyond what I have to. Yet I’m not happy either. So I decided to catch up on my iBethel sermons and listen to Bill Johson’s latest message, and what does he speak on? Sacrificing praise, sacrificing our needs for the needs of others, and sacrificing our time to fellowship with others. Sacrifice as praise unto God when we don’t feel like it. And it nailed me in the forehead.
We are to be intentional in the sharing of our lives with others. Not intentional in isolating ourselves or saying that we’re too busy. If we’re too busy, then something needs to go in order to make room for fellowship.
So as soon as my hubby gets home, I’ll be talking to him about the when/how/who can we invite for dinner, meet for coffee, or just invest some time in.
And in the meantime, I’m going to be praising my way out of this goofy, emotional, isolationist funk that I’m in.