A Confession

After reading a recent post by a kidd0-friend (if you know me, you know why i say it this way), it made me cry.

I don't usually cry. Tears are meant for very serious moments. Some people shed tears because a loved one dies, extreme pain and sorrow.

It was conviction for me.

I realise that perhaps though I might seem busy for God at work, I haven't been busy working on my relationship with Him. Thus making me feel this intense sense of guilt, sadness and conviction.

To be honest, there are tons of things I know I should do but because I'm alone in doing them now, I just don't feel motivated to work on them alone.

I just gave out the "My Future Goals" paper to my devotion class today and encouraged them to plan out their next one year, three years and ten years. I shared the importance of planning and how God will be there to deliver them from any harm. The double-edged sword hurt the most today as I shared the Word.

Call to me and I will show you great and mighty things, things that you do not know of. (Jeremiah 33:3)

I think I've called less upon God. I've been functioning so naturally that the spiritual part of me is kind of numbed. Don't get me wrong, I stil sense the Holy Spirit and I love God with all my heart, mind and soul; but somehow... it's time to take this another level higher.

So now, I'm going to make my call. I'm going to call out to my Father in Heaven. I'm going to call on my Saviour, my Redeemer and my Deliverer. Because I think I'm going to sink if I don't reach out and call to Jesus. No, I'm not backsliding or leaving my Christian faith, but somehow, I need to get out of this weird depression and black hole feeling I have within me.

I'm thankful for the blog post. Thank you, kiddo. God used you to give me a wakeup call :)