Truth Stings-Truth Revives
One day, a women shared with me all the reasons why she just couldn't find time to open her Bible and be in the Word...to which I responded..."That's because it's not important to you." Not sure if that's the response she she was looking for, but that's what came out.
Now I admit, I am not always the most tactful person and my filtering skills are at a minimum, but sometimes the truth hurts and sometimes we are caught off guard because we are not expecting people to actually be truthful with us.
As rough as my words may have seemed at the time, I do not regret them. You see, because of the ministry and music I do, I tend to enter people's lives for a moment and then fly out (literally) just as quick as I came in. I don't have time to sugar coat my responses. Because I am an outsider in the women's lives that I enter, women tend to feel safe in sharing things that may be more difficult if they had to face me the next day or the next week in church.
It's a huge responsibility that I don't take lightly, and therfore, I want to make sure that the words I share and the time I give matters, even if it stings.
Now, back to the original statement..."Because it's not important to you." I believe that we will make time in our day to do things that are important to us....for me, it's hiking and getting to the gym. For others it may be making dinner (for others... I don't find joy in cooking), reading that chapter in their new favorite book, shopping for a new outfit, scrolling though Facebook, writing a blog, posting a cute selfie...you get it, right?
We make time for things that matter to us. We get up early or we stay up late to make it happen, but when it comes to opening the Bible, suddenly our muscles atrophy, we can't move, we can't find our bible, the phone rings, our spiritual muscles get cramped and before we know it, night has come and we think it's to late and hope that tomorrow will be different.
Yes, days happen, but when the struggle is never faced head on and confronted, we may have to face the fact that maybe, it's just not that important. With that realization our prayers can turn to the Lord to say. "God I have failed and I need you to put the desire in my heart and elevate your Word as a priority in my life."
But, we can't do that until we are honest and simply admit it, repent and lean on a God whose mercies are new every morning.
Whatever it is in your life....time in the Word, eating healthy, fellowship with believers, serving others...whatever it is, as a friend once told me "Mia, your excuses are like elbows, everyones got two of them!" Yes, it stung, but it was true......present it before the Lord and ask him to help you to keep what is important eternally, important daily.
And now as evening rolls in as I write this blog, I am off to open my Bible!
I love you in the Lord, Mia
11/18/2015 08:40:15 am
Thank you! After the blessings of the retreat at Camp Sugar Pine in California early October, God spoke those same thoughts to my heart. I have been getting up earlier and spending time with Him.... and in His Word. I pray for a bold faith to proclaim the Gospel and minister to others like you and Rachel Barrentine, but in the exact way and in the exact place God has me. God bless you... thank you!!!!!
11/18/2015 10:23:28 am
Amen. May we all have a BOLD faith that constantly called us to His word. I praise God for the work he has done and continues to do in your life.~Mia
Tammy D Truby
11/18/2015 08:52:18 am
Your music ministry touched my heart at Camp Sugar Pine. Thank you for your willingness to sever tha Lord. God Bless!
11/18/2015 10:24:08 am
Thank you so much. He is good!!
11/20/2015 06:12:09 am
Wonderful, a bullseye! Be BOLD! I also liked "just jump." Thanks for your words & work!
11/21/2015 11:34:27 am
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A collection of writings from a life based on the truth that about midnight anything can happen.
As an imperfect servant of the Lord, I often feel I am fumbling my way through life, looking upward for guidance and outward to love. So, I write about it, to break up the noise in my head.