I wish more of my brothers and sisters in
Christ personally realized the joy in spending a daily morning time with the
Father. So many of my "family friends" (my term of endearment for brothers and sisters in Christ) talk about just not being able
to find time. I understand this very well, but wish I could reveal to
them in a tangent fashion just how important and encouraging it is.
When I first made the decision to have daily devotions and so needed to
get up a half hour earlier every day, it was difficult to say the
least. I missed more days than I hit. However, somewhere along the way I
started recognizing God's still, small voice as I read. Examples of
life events that give a good, if not perfect, picture of what God wanted
to reveal to me would pop into my head and give me clearer
understanding. The more this happened, the more I wanted to know and
hear. Eventually it got to the place where God's Word was and is the
first thing on my mind when I waken. No, I am not perfect in this.
There are days when things happen, like being ill, taking care of
someone who is ill, having an unexpected phone call that changes my day
completely or simply being so exhausted, I have to wait until later.
Even on those days my heart cries out to get into the word and hear His
voice so as to calm and reassure me that all is well. Those are the
times I cry out in prayer for God to make the way and He always does if I pay attention.
If all this sounds fantasy, I thought so at one time myself, so don't
feel bad. It is something that you must experience for yourself to
realize the possibility.
I admit that I am a very determined person. Once I make up my
mind to do or not do something, I follow through, even if it
takes me longer than originally planned. When I told the doctor I
didn't want to take heart medicine and he told me that I would need to
stay away from caffeine and chocolate, I decided to do exactly that. I
have refrained from both for over twenty years now, and I absolutely
adored chocolate. Dessert wasn't dessert without it. The smell of it
made me drool. The first two weeks were a real struggle. The next four
were hard, but a bit easier. After that it became easier and easier
until I came to the point that the smell did nothing for me and the
taste of it was extremely bitter. I know this because I tried eating a
homemade chocolate chip cookie with one chip in it just to see what
would happen. When I came to the chip (and I was deliberately not
paying attention to when that would happen) that tiny little thing filled my
mouth with bitterness. I had to get a drink of water.How much better to get wisdom than gold, to choose understanding rather than silver! Proverbs 16:16
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Real Chocolate
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