Wednesday, January 30, 2013

All About God

The semester started 3 days ago here in Stony Brook. I've reverted back to student mode and nothing feels different. Everything is the same as it was last semester, my suite mates are still just as awesome and lively, my desk is still acting as my study cave, I'm still sitting here attempting to study and yet getting distracted every 5 seconds. Nothing's changed...but that just might be the problem.

For the past 3 semesters, my daily life consisted of waking up late, going to class (sometimes), eating, hanging out with friends, napping, IV and studying. Where was God in all of this? When I prayed for my meal? When I'm falling asleep praying to him late at night? Or the 5 second bible reading I do? Don't get me wrong, I went to church every Sunday but does that really define my relationship with Him?

People have always said "the first step to dealing with a problem is acknowledging it" and quite honestly that's the easiest thing for me to do. But that's just it, I was stuck on knowing the problem and not dealing with it. I prayed about it but never gave God the chance to fix it. I was comfortable with my routines, although I knew there was definitely something wrong about them, I didn't want to leave my comfort zone.

Right before I moved back onto campus, my suite mate (who is also my accountability partner here) was telling me how she created an hourly schedule for herself. She planned out when she will sleep, what time she will get up, when she will eat, when she will have qt...etc. I thought "dang that's gonna take a whole lot of effort to keep up..." She wasn't suggesting the idea to me but I already mentally turned it down. Then Monday came and something hit me. "I don't want the past semesters to repeat itself, it's time to really get out of my comfort zones" I clearly pushed God into a corner for most of my college career, it was time to get him out of there. So I sat there for hours and created a schedule of my own.

The orange areas will be my Break/Food/Study time. I found
it difficult to stick to a schedule with that so I left it blank.
This semester I ended up taking only 4 classes (12 credits) which means I have a lot of time to spare. I feel like God made things this way so I can fix my schedule around him. This semester seems to be devoted to my walk with God, I'm finally coming out of my comfort zone of sleeping my day away and waking up early to start my day off with God. Then every night I'm devoting the time before bed to him as well. During the days I have an hour break between classes, I will be reading the book in the picture above (which is amazing btw).

It's pretty amazing how God arranged everything, my quiet time this morning was about breaking out of your comfort zones and really persevering to do God's will. And it was talking about these people who are still being fed milk despite the fact that they should be at the stage of life where they can eat by themselves. In other words, people are still spoon feeding them the bible when they should be at the maturity where they can feed themselves God's words. And it hit me..God's talking about me. It's been 3 years and I still need to be fed the word (maybe its because I spend 5 secs on it every now and then...) Then the book I'm reading spoke about how American Christians have become so comfortable that they are molding Jesus' image to become more like us rather than us becoming more like him because its more comfortable. (Trust me, the book explains it better)

God is definitely raising a point here, before I go out and do all of the stuff I want to do for him, I must first fix what's inside my heart. Psalm 127:1 says "Unless the Lord builds the house, its workers labor in vain." While I'm talking about doing God's will and what not... how am I suppose to do his will if I don't know what it is?

So for all of you suffering the same "its all about me and my comfort" syndrome like I have, maybe its time for you to make a change, maybe its time to make it all about God. What's holding you back?

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