Too busy or is it something else?

 Brussels, Belgium

“For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” – Romans 8:38-39

How ironic that my most recent post was on taking time away from your busy lives to reflect on your faith, especially when you’re too busy for it, and then I go incommunicado for a month! As many of us have experienced (unless you’re a saint, then I commend you!), factors get in the way of our faith. Not only can we be too busy to take time to read and pray and reflect, but we can also become fearful of what sitting down with God could bring up.

Coming back from a big European adventure, I’ve had a bit of an epiphany. I first have to admit that previous to the trip, I was using my busy-ness as an excuse not to write my blog. What was really happening was a struggle with doubt. It’s hard to pinpoint where it came from, but at some point my prayers went from passionate conversations with God to talking at Him absent-mindedly. Listening to Christian music and thinking about my faith was still a part of my every day, but it wasn’t moving me emotionally. Essentially I was letting doubts creep in, refusing to question and confront them and thus, letting the days go by without a real connection with my Father.

Traveling overseas does something to you. It removes you from your comfortable home and right away, puts you in the hands of airplane pilots as you climb higher and higher into the turbulent sky and then pass over the ocean for 6+ hours.

Once you land, you’re immediately in unknown territory. When you don’t speak the local language and you know no one but your travel companion, you really recognize you are an outsider in another person’s land. You’re even 7 or so hours ahead of your family back in the U.S. and without cell reception (unless you pay a fortune), so you’re disconnected from your own home.

Maybe it’s not quite so dramatic for you, but for me, it shakes things up. My ever-racing mind slows down and my priorities shift. I realize the One Thing that is constant. The One who is truly my home. I remember how my life is not in my hands but in His. I re-center on what counts.

I’m not suggesting everyone has to pack their bags and jet set off to foreign lands to bring this focus back into your life and restore your faith. I’m simply reminding you to take a minute and question whether you’ve been living one step removed from your faith.

If the answer is yes, question where you would go if you had nothing left or were in a less comfortable place. Who would you trust? What really matters to you?

Live your day-to-day life recognizing how much your faith matters to you. Bring it back to the forefront of your thoughts. If there are still doubts in you, face them. Question where they’re coming from and ask God to help you figure them out.

Through it all, He’s the One Thing that will remain, the One answer that will make sense.

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