Wow… post-retreat Monday mornings are NOT my friend. I am absolutely exhausted, and my list of things to accomplish in the next four days seems never-ending. I have another retreat this coming weekend, and there are a ton of things I am responsible for before, during, and after this retreat. I get overwhelmed easily, and overwhelmed I most definitely am. I know everything will work out just fine, but right now I would much prefer curling up in my bed to tackling this monstrous to-do list.
The focus of the retreat this past weekend was “wasting” time with God… which is obviously never actually a waste… Anyway, it was fantastic to sit and spend time praying and thinking and even singing by myself. I went jogging and ended up in this little amphitheater right beside the lake. I sat and watched the waves and sang for awhile. It was really peaceful, which was just wonderful. I need more quiet time in my life. I get so busy that I literally feel like I live in a constant state of panic. My heart will race and my hands will shake… and I need that peace. I need to be held. I need to pray without being distracted by a zillion other things.
I am also growing ever more grateful for my parents. They loved me enough to be strict even when it sucked for them and for me. I am just dumbfounded by the number of parents that care more about being their children’s friends than being their parents. My parents and I have a fabulous friendship now… but they took their job of raising me pretty seriously. Parenting is not a popularity contest, and it breaks my heart that families are sacrificing the role of shaping their children for the role of being their running buddies. I pray that I will be able to lead and shape my children someday in a way that help them to know God, to love themselves and others, and maybe want to be my friend after all.
I have also been wrestling with my own selfishness lately. Lance and I got into an argument thing (it wasn’t an explosion or anything… just a miscommunication that snowballed as we both began to get frustrated with each other) on Friday night… and I realized during that alone time on Saturday that I was upset with him because HE didn’t fix it. I wanted him to pursue me, apologize, and want to make it right. Because I desired that he take care of it, I refused to make any effort. Wow. I am three years old. What an immature response! And SO unfair to Lance! It’s really hard to put others (including one I love and have committed my life to) above myself! I realize more and more how truly amazing Jesus’ life on this earth was. He always put others above himself… and that is super duper hard!
Okay, and one more thing. I am really frustrated/angered/exasperated/surprised/hurt/embarassed/fed up with the sexual activity going on in the youth group. This whole “well, it’s not techically sex” excuse is turbo lame… and it is not a part of the godly life the Father desires for His children. It doesn’t matter whether all the other couples are doing it or not… you will stand not only before God one day (and I’m pretty sure He will not appreciate the turbo lame excuse)… you will also stand before your spouse. You will look into each other’s eyes as you walk down the aisle and make vows. You will commit your life and your love and your body to this other person for the rest of your life. I find it to be utterly disrepectful to the God of creation and the Creator of marriage to make pitiful excuses. He has promised that we are not tempted in any way that is not common to man… and that He provides a way out so that we may stand up under it. He has given us His Spirit… and with that comes a power that we can’t begin to imagine. God dwells in us. Wow! He has not abandoned us to try to fight it out on our own; instead, He has empowered us and provided all that we need. When we make choices that slap Him in the face, we do so of our own devices…. not because we are incapable of making the right choice.
This whole post is like my brain vomit. Everything that’s been rumbling around in my brain for awhile just all spilled out at once. I welcome feedback on any of these things…