Something happens to me when I get excited and committed to a cause.
I get really tired and decide I’d rather sit on my couch and read a book.
I swear, I think Satan slips something into my drink that causes me to lose all motivation. Looking back over my life I can see this pattern happening again and again, and it’s a sad testament to my intellect that I’m just picking up on this.
I can come up with all kinds of excuses, and my dear friends, who don’t want my self-esteem to take a nose-dive, will agree, that I’m a busy girl, I’ve got two babies, one possibly a genius who is constantly trying to outsmart me, I’ve got a busy husband, and I’m a minister’s wife. But when I take each one of those apart, there’s no good excuse left standing. Yes, I have two babies who remarkably let me get, if I wanted to, at least 10 hours of sleep at night. Philip is busy, but is constantly encouraging me to pursue what I am interested in. And being a minister’s wife should only aid in my pursuit, not hinder it, since my causes tend toward evangelizing and assisting those in need (my other cause that is dear to my heart is to get children to read the classics. I think there’s a better chance of the gospel spreading to all the world before that cause catches on).
So this is a call to prayer. There are specific areas of ministry that the Lord has laid on my heart, and I need prayer that I will pursue these with a passion that only the Lord provides. Also I suppose I need to pray over my beverages. 🙂
