What takes more courage? To work day in and day out so that you can be sure the bills will be paid at the end of the month or to take time out to sit at the feet of Jesus.
Friends, I at home. alone. on a weekday. Albeit, my coffee table is covered in used tissues and I sound like I might hack up a lung but I am at home. alone. on a weekday. My head finally cleared at about two in the morning and it has been nice to just take a sick day. Does anyone feel totally guilty calling in sick? I don’t know why – for goodness sake, I’m sick, nobody at the office wants my germs or hear me blowing my nose every two minutes but for some reason, it takes so much in me to say, “I can’t come in today.” Thankfully, I have people above me who will tell me just to not come in or work from home, even though I offer.
It’s raining. I am drinking hot water with lemon and honey and sitting on my couch listening to the Pizzarelli boys. Exhale with me.
Why do we do this to ourselves? Why do we work so hard to the point we are afraid to call in sick? Somebody passed on a tidbit of wisdom to me a while back. They said, “What takes more courage? To work more, or to work less and trust that God will provide the rest?” Trusting is so hard for me. It always has been – at least when it comes to money. When times are tight financially, my knee-jerk response is to set about fixing the problem in the most pragmatic way I know how – get another job, find another source of income, work more.
But what this does is it takes away from my time to think, to create and to sit at the feet of Jesus. The three very things I need so desperately for the preservation of my sanity. I am introverted artist at heart. Creating is my life-breathe. It is what God has created me to do, to be. And at the feet of Jesus is where so much of inspiration comes from. Without time to think, to create and to sit at the feet of Jesus, I am just a money making machine and I am not staying true to my commitment to be God. The commitment that says I am his.
I have allowed myself to get so distracted.
I got so wrapped up on getting the paint on the canvas that it just turned into a big brown blob that resembles sh*t.
This weekend is a pretty big deal in the Christian calendar.
I am reminded of Jesus last days: a meal with friends, prayer, submission and obedience.
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