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To be completely honest...the last couple of weeks...it has been way too easy to hit the snooze
button, and let’s just say my time spent with God in the morning has been getting more and more
routine, and less and less genuine.
My heart on the other hand desperately wants to know God, to experience him deeper than I ever have
before. My desire is that he would reveal things to me, empower me to lead, and grow me to do great
things in Him.
If this is my hearts desire...then why hasn't my snooze finger received the memo? Why am I not popping
up out of bed, like a perfectly done piece of toaster strudel, why do I feel more like bland,
lifeless, lukewarm bowl of oatmeal?
Then it hit me today.
I got up this morning to spend sometime with God...I did allot of praying...did allot of searching...I
did a lot of complaining...but I didn’t hear the voice of God until quite sometime into this one sided
conversation.
Rook my dog, is a big, grey, slobbery idiot...who absolutely loves me. I mean I could do anything to
this dog, and still his tail would be wagging like a boat motor. He has this permanent excitement towards me
and my wife.
When I sat down on my couch this morning, I was greeted by the most excited ball of fur in the entire
world. Not because I had treats, Not because I took him on a walk the night before (which I didn't
do), and not because I called him over to me. Simply because I am me...He couldn’t wait to see me.
In that moment this morning...I began to understand something more about me and my God. No matter what
junk was breaking me down, no matter how many things I had do today, no matter whether I showed up the
day before or not, God is excited to see me. I don’t have to have treats to get him excited, I don’t
have to have done tricks to make him proud, my God loves me not for the things I did or didn’t do
yesterday, He loves me, for Me.
I have this huge performance complex...one in which I think I have to do allot of good things and be
really cool, and have the biggest ministry for people to like me. But today, thanks to a big grey
furry idiot, I am beginning to understand the heart of God a little more, and maybe tomorrow I will
begin to meet my God with the same level of excitement that my Rook greets me with.
Bobby
Posted by Bobby Triplett on September 19, 2006 10:11 AM | Permalink
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