We all have one. A time munching monster. Something we like to do when we actually should be doing something else. My monster’s name is computer games. What’s the name of yours?
You have one. We all do. We just don’t like admitting it. We like to think of ourselves as excellent time managers. Hogwash.
Yesterday discussion was about quality time with God in a quiet place without noise that distracts you. For that you need time. Time that we probably want to spend on something else. For some reason, there is always something else that appeals to us more than spending time with God. It’s a constant tug-of-war between the spirit and the flesh. The spirit is willing but the flesh is oh so weak. Just one more game. Just one more episode. Just one more chapter. And before we know it, the time munching monster has eaten all our time and there is none left for a quiet time with God.
The saddest part is that God is none the poorer. We are.
The worst part is that the monster has become an idol. We give more to him than to God. We love him more than we love God. We would rather spend time with him than with God.
What is the name of your monster? Join me. I have decided to kill my monster.
I am alone at home. I am sitting peacefully in my bedroom next to an open window. I marvel at the silence.
Silence has become scarce. Think about it – when last did you hear nothing other than nature? I can hear the wind softly moving in the tree outside my window. Every now and then I hear the rustle of the dried leaves under the tree. The occasional bird call is beautiful.
We are all desperate for silence. But we don’t find it. We move from one noisy place to another.
Silence is therapeutic. But we have become strangers to silence and started to fear it. We feel uncomfortable in silence. We always have to have something on – the TV, the radio, the cd player – anything! Even in our cars, it’s music the moment we start the engine. Anything but silence.
And yet, silence is where you can best hear God’s voice. Simply because you are not focussed on moving pictures across a TV screen or music or some other noise. Silence has a way of emptying your brain. At first you have various unrelated thoughts that you have to sift through. Then eventually, you head quiets down as well. It’s then, that quality time with God becomes possible. In the stillness you will hear Him. In the soft breeze, you will feel Him. No wonder He says in the Psalms: “Be still and know that I am God”.
Do you have time? Are you willing to fight the urge for noise?
Come on… try… be still…
We first noticed them in the rice. Not just the ordinary rice either. They were in the Basmati rice!
Why did they choose the expensive food for their infestation? I wonder if they first look around a pantry and then have a vote to decide where they will go? Where did they come from anyway?
Soon we noticed more colonies around the pantry. In the oats. In the flour. Until I got fed-up with these little critters in the pantry. The were not welcome in my house. So every thing in the pantry got unpacked and inspected. I found how they came in! In a packet of dried soup mix that was so badly infested, you could hear the bugs moving inside the bag if you kept quiet. That packet was bought not so long ago, which made me angry. I paid for these bugs! It’s unfair!
And so is life. We expose ourselves to innocent looking things that could not possibly pose any threat. Or could it? I mean, the packet of soup mix is so innocent! It’s just soup mix! Everybody buys it!
Did that last sentence sound familiar? Everybody buys it! Everybody does it! Everybody goes there!
And so we try to justify something we know we shouldn’t be involved in. We think we can take a quick look and go away untouched, unchanged. We think we can pay a quick visit and go home, unscathed. We never think about the bugs we pick up along the way. Bugs that will now start an infestation in the pantry. Bugs that will infiltrate our life.
Think about it this way. If you pick up some dog pooh and immediately put it down again, you will have the smell on your hands. Even if you didn’t really do anything. You just picked it up and put it down. No harm done. Really? Smell your fingers…
Don’t think you can dabble in sin and stay untouched. Be careful what you expose yourself to. You might just start an infestation.