Weight Lifting and Jesus:

Most days I really don’t want to go to the gym. I want the benefits, but I never do anything about it. I know I need to lift more weights, learn proper techniques and such to get in better shape and the condition I want, but I never ask anyone what to do. I also don’t do what I know that I should or even make myself do the things I already know work. How often do I just slack off on my abs like two days ago and I hadn’t done my push ups until last night. I don’t even want to talk about running . . . I get so bored!

The same goes for God. I want all of these things: love, faith, prophecy, and an intimacy with God that surpasses all understanding. Yet I do nothing about it. I know what I want and I know alot of what I should be doing. How many things have people told me they heard from God? but I don’t want to do those things because I feel like I’m only doing them because everyone else tells me to do them. I want God. In order to get to him I have to diligently do the things that I know he wants me to do, ie: pray for dad, church, “soapbox”, pray in tongues, and listen and read the book (as mush as I want to do that half the time!). It ends up being just like the gym. I love it, but it takes discipline and a humility that forces me to ask the one who knows the answers to my questions and to just frickin do it. I can be lazy.

Of course hearing God is another one of those things I don’t do so well! Ahh life, a journey frought with frustration and pain, but in the end and even now so very worth it.

Luv
Lumpy Clay
(I guess I listen to God to some extent or there is no way in hell I’d have ever posted this!)