There is only one verse in the Bible that really scares me. One verse that I try hard not to think about and strikes fear in my heart when I do.
It’s not about hell, it’s not about damnation, or demons, or anything like that.
It’s much scarier…. so scary I’m hesitant to post it… but I will.
“…Much will be required of the person entrusted with much, and still more will be demanded of the person entrusted with more.” Luke 12:48
SEE! See what I mean?
There is no point in beating around the bush, I know I’m blessed. I have an amazing husband who works hard for our family and loves me like crazy. I have an awesome marriage, it’s not perfect but we’re not in heaven so that can’t be expected. I have two beautiful, healthy children who bring indescribable joy to my life.
I have been given so much, don’t get me wrong, I don’t think it’s because I’m more worthy than anyone else… not at all. But do you know what that means? It means much is required of me. Sometimes I want to tell God “WAIT! I think you were confused, I’m so thankful for everything you have given me but I am not holy enough for all this! Sure I’m trying but I’m as human as they come.
I have been feeling more and more convicted lately to spend more of my time with God and less on other things. Let’s face it, if I’m going to get into Heaven I need to step things up a little! God has given me so much and I’m starting to think that an hour on Sunday, morning prayers with my kids, and quiet prayer time whenever I get around to it probably isn’t going to cut it.
As a mom with littles I’m pretty busy and don’t have a whole lot of time in my day to sit and be quiet. I tried telling that to God but it didn’t go over quite as well as I had hoped… you know what He suggested? That I get up earlier.
NO! NO! Anything but that! Please, I’m not a morning person! I need sleep!! PLEASE!!
Nope. He didn’t buy it. Talk about dying to self and sacrifice… I’m now doing my very best to get up an hour before my kids. Now for Luke that’s not hard to do considering he often sleeps past nine. Mary on the other hand… well let’s just say she rises a little earlier which means I have to rise earlier than that. It’s not pretty. Most mornings I kind of sit there and think “Okay God, I’m up. NOT happy but here I am.”
I wish I could tell you that all of a sudden I’m a morning person and I so love getting up and spending quiet time to start my day. That would be a lie. I’m learning a lot about self sacrifice and penance though, let me tell you.
I’ll leave you with a book recommendation (this amazon link thing is SO handy for posting books!):
This book is by Danielle Bean and very simple and to the point. It has wonderful advice from an experienced Catholic mother and I have found many treasures within it’s pages. 🙂
Um yeah. Can you stop writing blog posts that add to my conviction about this?
This is something that's been on my mind as well. I have lofty plans of waking up early to spend time in prayer and then cooking up a scrumptious breakfast for the family. Yeah… it never happens… in fact I'm the one that scowls at Jeremie when he doesn't get out of bed when the alarm goes off for the third time. Make sure that you pray that I can get out of bed earlier when you're doing your morning prayers 🙂
Lovely post. Wow…it really gives me a lot to think about. And at the perfect time, too.
Thank you 🙂