Last summer we closed the doors to our little white church.

And even though my heart grieved (a lot) there was a small hint of excitement at what God would do next. Where we would go. What He would have us do. But as the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months and now a whole year has past I just don’t know anymore.
I am not doubting who God is (or what He can do.) I completely KNOW who He is and what He is capable of.

What I am doubting is me. My motives. My heart.

After being in ministry for years not having a church to go to anymore was hard. Very hard. We tried going to a few different churchs but nothing felt like home. And then we tried not going to church at all. And to be completely honest, it was nice to get away from all the politics, all the frustration, nice to sleep in and spend the day lazily around the house….but in the process I seemed to have lost my way. In a sense I’ve cocooned myself. Away from church has turned into away from God.

My heart has gotten lazy.

In all fairness I have had waves of intimacy with God throughout the last year. I can see how He has always been there for our family. I can even pinpoint moments when I’ve clearly heard his voice. There have been times this last year when I have felt closer to Him than I ever have before, when my heart has been so excited to seek Him. But that’s where it always seems to ends….in waves. Hot and then cold. Because laziness creeps in and I just stop trying.

And that laziness turns into adultery. For the better part of the year I have been cheating on God. I have put my kids, my family, my mothering, my blog, my friendships, my crafting, pretty much my everything before Him.
And all he’s gotten are the crumbs of my heart. The “whatever” that’s leftover. I have foolishly been giving it all away, only managing a weak prayer here and a hurried prayer there. How on earth do I expect my kids to know and love Him when I am not even taking the time for our relationship.

Because that’s what it takes. Time. And discipline.
Especially when He feels far away.
Especially when it’s just easier to turn on my computer and get lost for hours.
Especially when little fingers are constantly pulling on my jeans asking for one thing or another.
Especially when the laundry is never ending and I could fill up an entire week just wiping all the little fingerprints off the walls.
I NEED to take time to be with Him. I need to discipline my heart. It’s what he’s calling me to do. It’s what he has been calling me to do for the last year- and even before that. It’s just taken me to this point to realize that I need to change. Desperately change. Dramatically change.

And it’s taken a summer of slowing down.
A summer of unplugging.
A summer of focusing on the quiet.
And most recently a week away from my everydayness
to finally hear His voice loud and clear.

He misses me.
He is jealous for me.
He desires me- my best. My first. My whole heart.

This is nothing new, in fact I’ve written about it before, and yet I can feel the newness of it in the very dept of my heart.
He has called me out.
Exposed me.
He has shown me how I’ve been a spiritual adulteress.
I am embarrassed and so very saddened by how ugly it looks….. but God.

He is making me new.
He is transforming my ugly into beauty.
He is calling me to more.

I want Him
and
I miss Him.
It’s time to stop cheating.

What about you? Where are you at?

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