The Voices That Rob

As I sit every morning and attempt to spend time with my Heavenly Father. Voices fill my mind. Voices of all I have to do and they each sound different. I waste precious time with my Lord listening to them, obeying them. “Did you pay that bill?” So onto my online banking I go. “I wonder if so and so liked my Facebook post,” and onto social media go. Thinking of my chores, worrying about bills,thinking of work, my three sons, friends, and my dreams sitting on a dusty shelf. Then I begin to feel overwhelmed. And before I know it,time is up. Somedays I rush through prayer and jump up to get a chore started. Other days I feel paralyzed; like the weight of all I have to do is too much. Can y’all relate? 

Do you hear those voices too? Those voices who rob us of peace, joy, and sanity? Those voices that we allow to steal our precious time with Him? 

I’m sick of letting these voices win. I’m sick of feeling defeated, broken, and lost as a Christian. It doesn’t have to be this way.God has told us so in His word. 
Thus we have been set free to experience our rightful heritage. You can tell for sure that you are now fully adopted as his own children because God sent the Spirit of his Son into our lives crying out, “Papa! Father!” Doesn’t that privilege of intimate conversation with God make it plain that you are not a slave, but a child? (Galatians 4:7 The Message) 
We are set free. You hear that ? FREE. We are not slaves to the world and its ways. We are adopted children of our Father with a heritage to experience. 

I don’t know about you all but that gets my heart pounding a little. For some of you ladies that’s the kind of heart pounding you feel when you see Brad Pitt or better yet, Channing Tatum on TV. 

Okay back to reality ladies, now that I’ve got you feeling that heart pounding sensation. Think of that feeling, that’s how we should be everyday, thinking of the experiences that lie before us each morning, our rightful heritage that awaits. 

But I’d venture to say, more of you are like me. Trying to start the day on fire but feeling more like a wet mop hung out to dry. 

So how do we change this? How do we stop living as slaves and break free to be children of God? 

I think the answer is simple and lies in the word of God and is something we will explore next time. 

For now I encourage each of you to list what consumes your time. What makes you a slave. And don’t fear writing truth, such as being a mother or wife. I’ll let you in on a little secret, I do feel like a slave at times as a mother and wife.  Don’t feel guilty for listing truth. We need this truth to continue the journey.