If you have followed my blog with any degree of regularity
over the past few years, I’m sure you have noticed the ebb and flow of my
dedication to it. Some months—or years—I have posted regularly, and kept up
with my reading, writing, and linkups, while others I have let it fall to the
wayside and have done well to post at all. Mostly, this is because I have been
in college (and technically I still am once summer break is over, I have one
year left), but it is also because I haven’t been very faithful to use the
gifts and talents that God has given me. I have quite a few hobbies, and while
it is difficult to devote a decent amount of time to all of them on a regular
basis, more lately, I have found myself completely neglecting to devote any
time to them at all. The way this blog has gone over the past year or so in
particular is an example of this.
However, God has been tugging at my heart lately, reminding
me of all of the things that He has created in me a love to pursue. More
importantly, He has been gently nudging me to take a good look at how I choose
to spend my time. Actually, He has been instructing me to take stock of my life
and how I live it for quite some time now, but I have been a lot slower to
listen. Why? Because I’m comfortable. Because I like spending my time however I
like. Because I don’t necessarily enjoy being convicted. While all of those
statements remain true today, I can’t actually let them govern my life. There
is always going to be something I need to work on. And change is never going to
be something I really enjoy. Nevertheless, at the end of the day, my life isn’t
my own. I know that. Besides, God’s plans always turn out to be even bigger
than my dreams (which is a topic I want to cover again, more in depth, on
another day), so deep down I know that my best option is always to respond to
God’s gentle prodding.
