I lifted weights with my Daddy this morning...together...at the YWAM base...where I live.
It's so exciting to have both my parents here visiting me in Australia. They're getting the chance to experience what my life is like here, and to recognize what God is doing in me and through me. Plus, I get to see them.
So not only have I realized how much I value and miss my Mom and Dad, but I really miss lifting weights. Sure it might sound silly, but it's one of those things that I didn't realize how much I enjoyed until I had stopped doing it and restarted again.
I've been experiencing the same thing with God lately too. For the last couple of weeks I've slacked in the quality, frequency and just general intimacy in my relationship with God. But thankfully, just like exercise, I've realized how much I miss being with Him. So, I'm resolving to restart my daily time with Him.
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Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. Romans 12:12 (NIV)
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