I left without it. After cramming four days worth of clothes, shoes and toiletries into my luggage, no sliver of space remained for a Bible or my daily devotional.
No problem. On the first morning, I breathed a quick “This is the day the Lord has made” prayer and a rambling one in the evening after a long day of meetings as I drifted to sleep.
Each day I strayed further from time with God until the last day of the trip. I sat in the airport waiting for my return flight when the thought assaulted my conscience, I forgot to pray this morning. Without a Bible or devotional to start my day, the undertow of busyness and distractions pulled me further out to sea.
I’ll get back on track tomorrow. I promised.
Tomorrow. Back home. I plowed through email, put in a full day’s work, finished reading a book, and vegged on the couch staring at a repeat episode of HGTV. Only when I shuffled off to bed and reached to turn off the light did it catch my eye — the devotional on the bedside table. Still unopened. Still unread.
Lesson Learned: How easy it is … it took only four days … without the tether of daily time in His presence, to drift from the One who anchors me. How scary it is when I notice I can’t see Him as clearly when I squint toward the distant shore. How quickly I lose the sound of His voice in the winds of activity that whip about me.
Vacation time nears, and I look forward to a week of freedom from the usual routines and disciplines that govern my day. However, daily devoted time with God is not a discipline from which I can take a break. It’s not a discipline. It’s like air and food. It’s a necessity. And I can’t live without it.
Day and night, I’ll stick with God. I’ve got a good thing going and I’m not letting go. (Psalm 16:8, The Message.)
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