Okay, today I want us all to think back to childhood.
Now, whether you were a naughty child or not, you surely did SOMETHING you didn’t want your parents knowing about.
And even if what you were doing wasn’t wrong per se, surely there were times in your life when you weren’t doing something to the best of your ability.
You weren’t getting the best grades you could, because you’d figured out you could slack off and still pass. And that was alright with you.
You weren’t being the nicest friend or sibling you could be. Sure, sometimes you’d share, but maybe not all the time.
You didn’t eat all your vegetables, and whined enough times that your parents let you off the hook (this was NOT me, folks).
Whatever it was, none of us wanted our parents to call us out on it, right?
We wanted to keep going at status quo, to keep skating by in school merely because we didn’t care enough to do better.
To keep being somewhat selfish because, well, our friends weren’t ditching us or anything, so they must have accepted our behavior as normal.
To keep refusing vegetables because we didn’t care if we grew up strong like Spiderman (please tell me someone remembers that line in the Tobey Maguire version!).
We were just fine with the strength we had, thank you very much.
Maybe some of your parents did call you out.
Okay, so here’s where I bring this around to God.
Because here I’ve been going in life, going, going, going, knowing I needed to change. Frankly, I need to spend more time with him. Sometimes, I forget. Other times, I don’t have time—or so I tell myself.
And all the time, lately at least, my quiet times haven’t really been filled with refreshment, study, meditation, reflection, and prayer.
They’ve been selfish. Me-centered. Me coming to God and asking Him to give me this or that, or bless me in this way or that way.
I’m ashamed, really.
But God doesn’t just let me keep going in the status quo.
Basically, God calls me on my crap.
Gently, of course. But He still calls me out. Not because He’s mean. Not because He wants to be a dictator.
Because He loves me.
He doesn’t want me forever staying the same. He wants me to grow. Be better.
And it’s not like this all just came out of the blue either. He kept nudging me, a little bit at a time, until my heart was ready to hear the truth.
I love that my God doesn’t let me stay in the status quo.
I love that He challenges me.
It flips my world on its head sometimes, but my world is better for it.
Your Turn: When has God challenged you?
*I just returned yesterday from an amazing week at a big writers conference! I’ll be posting pictures on Friday. Wednesday, come back for a blog post by author Jody Hedlund and a chance to win her new novel.
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