Revelations: Praising God in good times and bad
Jennifer Lee Preyss
Jan. 10, 2014 at midnight
Updated Jan. 9, 2014 at 7:10 p.m.
For the past several weeks, I've been feeling spiritually unattached.
My passion for prayer and scripture reading has depleted somewhat, and I've been feeling the emptiness that always creeps in when I fail to put God above other responsibilities in my life.
It isn't that I'm not praying. I wake up every morning and thank God out loud for the many blessings in my life.
And at night, I offer a few short prayers for those I know who are hurting, sick, lost or lonely.
But I realized over the holidays, at Christmastime no less, that I'm not giving God my heart. And worse, I'm not giving him my full attention.
The reason: everything in my life right now is fine.
I'm not in distress. I'm not searching for answers. I'm living in trust and faith that my life course is mapping out the way it should.
How wonderful, right?
I'm not so sure.
The realization that my attention for God has diverted elsewhere because I simply do not need him as much right now scared me.
I always said I wouldn't be that kind of Christ follower.
Like most, my walk is zigzagged enough as it is. I don't need another reason to veer off course.
On a long drive home from Austin last weekend, I stared out of my window and thanked the Lord that I was filled with the peace I had been praying and asking for - for what seems like years.
But then, I looked over at my boyfriend, Greg, and asked if he would start holding me accountable for putting God first in my life again.
I asked him to remind me not to get too comfortable.
Because sooner or later, I'm going to fall on my knees and cry out to the Lord.
And I want to know that before I fall on my knees in distress, that I've already been down there in celebration and thanksgiving.
Jennifer Preyss is a reporter for the Victoria Advocate. You can reach her at 361-580-6535 or firstname.lastname@example.org or @jenniferpreyss on Twitter.