Busy. Busy. Busy.
As Christmas near (EEP!) and classes continue to be crazy, I'm reminded of that scene in Frosty the Snowman where the man who originally owned the hat says "Bus-y, Bus-y, Bus-y!"
Okay. So I don't remember the context or anything, but it's definitely been on my mind.
My soul longs for Christ.
My heart aches for His companionship.
I want Him. I need Him. I cannot and will not live without Him.
I know these things. I feel them, but it's been really easy for me to forget them in the craziness of life.
I'm not sure why it's different here than at Bethel. Maybe because I feel less lonely and I have less free time?
Last year I was really good about getting my Jesus time.
Date night every week. Breakfast every morning.
Jesus was always on my mind.
I guess satan attacked me in different ways, though.
This semester his attack has come in the form of busyness.
When I'm working on homework, hanging out with friends, or going to class it's easy for me to forget to get my special time with Jesus.
I think after this summer when I got out of the habit it's hard to get back in.
Busyness clouds my vision.
It numbs my desire.
It gives me spiritual amnesia.
I know that I need Jesus. I feel it, but I forget it in my free time.
I need Jesus. Not just through my classes or through chapel, but I need my personal time with Him.
He is all that matters.
Lord, set eternity in my heart and renew my desire for You.
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