A Few Minutes

Well the title is pretty fitting for what my life has been about the last month. I have been pretty good purity wise. I am still screwing up but giving in less and being more intentional about the things i have. I sold both my old phone and my ipad which makes failing a whole lot harder. Anyways, that doesnt mean my life is hunky doory. I have probably read 2 chapters one day in the last month…over a month. I read one chapter because a sermon moved me a few weeks ago and i read another chapter because i felt guilty, not because i wanted to listen to God. I am always busy, only have a few minutes. F…i am so disgusted with myself. Out of 43,200 minutes in the last month of my life i have consciously spent a maximum of 20 minutes with God and 43180 minutes pleasing each and every desire that i had. In my comment to one of my brothers i used the word complacency. 


Complacency – self-satisfaction especially when accompanied by unawareness of actual dangers or deficiencies
Apathy – lack of feeling or emotion : impassiveness lack of interest or concern


This describes my life at this moment. I feel nothing, like a kid playing with a hot wheels sitting in the middle of a train track. Its a weird feeling of disaster. I can comprehend the no desire for anything. Constantly searching for something to fill this giant gap in my life. Why is following God like a gas tank. Constant filling and emptying. Why can\’t I just fill and stay full? I feel now I am running on fumes. Constantly trying to fill my tank with the wrong liquids, things, title, accomplishment, popularity, sports. I know deep down what will make this rusty broken down thing move. I sit here in the office to the point of tear but hold them in. I wonder why and how on earth I let my self get to this point. Lost broken and confused. It scares me because ever since I left New York this feeling has grown stronger and surfaced more and more recently. I am not sure if this is a dependence on people or what I had was a good thing. 


I am about to talk to my boss. I guess its one of those God things and see what he pulls out!



 

One thought on “A Few Minutes

  1. No snippets of Scripture or cliches from me man, just know that I am praying for you as hard as I can. Your blog title fits. You're fighting. Fight hard!

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