a life that moves and flows

I could say that I haven't posted because I was busy but the truth is I wasn't. I have been almost afraid to post since I felt like more people are reading this which makes me feel a little nervous. I guess I was nervous because I felt like I had nothing worthy to say or any profound thoughts. However when I realized why I had not been posting I had to laugh at myself because that kinda defeated the purpose of starting the blog in the first place. If I am going to wait around for an epiphany then I might as well put that on the agenda right along with that novel I was planning to write two years ago.

Anyway... on to my thought of the day.

The other day, I was going to take an Advil for my headache and I was too lazy to get up to go to the bathroom to get water or to go to the water fountain outside my dorm. So instead I decided to use the couple sips of water that was leftover from a couple nights ago in my wine glass. (I know. not the most sanitary thing to do) and after I was done swallowing the pill I ended up having to go to the fountain anyway because the leftover water was so stagnant it tasted like liquid dust in my mouth. I thought nothing of it then but today that nasty water I drank got me thinking about my life.

Recently, I have felt completely unmotivated in all aspects of my life. I felt like I could just sit under a bridge for the rest of my life and let others pass me by. And I realized that I have become like that glass of stagnant forgotten water. Water ceases to be drinkable and fresh if it is not moved, flows, or has fresh water being added to it. Today I feel like I have not been adding anything to my life , that I have stopped being moved, and that I have ceased to have my life being stirred up. It is far to easy for me to feel satisfied by sitting under that bridge but when we become comfortable, bored, and lazy in our lives then our lives become stagnant and useless.

I feel like that was my problem with God for awhile. I became comfortable with where I was at spiritually and eventually comfortable leads to boredom and after that we lose the passion and wonder that first led to that relationship with the Father. So I realized that I need to challenge myself and continually feed that hunger for His word and to take those steps in faith. Like bodies of water that are rained upon and continuously move and flow, I need to continuously challenge myself so that I will produce fresh water.