I’m telling myself, when in doubt, pray. I am in the middle of writing a paper which is due tomorrow. I’ve been sitting at my desk for couple hours now not being able to start getting back into working on the paper. All I can think is, Oh Lord, Have Mercy on Me, Come quickly to my aid. Why is it, I mean it makes sense, but still, when things are going well, I’m not as desperate to pray to God. But when I feel desperate for help, I am on it, looking at God and crying out for help.
My younger brother and I have a special relationship. He contacts me out of the blue some times. When I contact him, I may or may not get an answer, but he isn’t so responsive. But when he contacts me, he’s full on focused on communicating with me. Actually, this doesn’t even happen so much now. But it used to be this way few times a year. He would contact me and have my full attention when he needed me to do something for him. Even so, I welcomed those interactions because otherwise I wasn’t getting to interact with him much. But oh man, oh man, how happy would I be if he just contacted me some what regularly just to say hi and to check in with each other!
So I wonder, does God just put up with what I bring or am I bringing to God my best as a living sacrifice? I know the answer. Though I have failed to execute this plan many times, I will once again try to be faithful, with God’s help!