Forgetting God

Sometimes it feels like life is moving one million miles per hour and I'm left in the dust.  Then, there are those times when I'm moving so quickly, trying to get everything accomplished, that I leave behind the most important things in life.  Isn't it odd how that happens?  We do what we have to in order to get by and end up forgetting about or neglecting that which gives us life.  Well, maybe I'm the only one, but I'm guessing someone agrees with me on this.

Since going back to school from Christmas break, every week has been jam-packed with more work than I have time to do.  I stay up as late as possible for me, which means I'm out by midnight almost every night, and every waking moment is spent in an attempt to decrease my workload.  Not only is this exhausting, but it leaves little time for God.  Now, I'm not blaming professors for my poor time management, but I just want to put it out there that it happens.  Maybe you can relate, and if you do I hope you realize that you're not alone. 

I get caught up in deadlines, those little numbers I write in my planner that dictate whether or not I have time for a bit of freedom.  When I do have the occasional chance to relax a bit, I have to admit that I don't go straight to God.  He's the source of life, yet I reach for my phone as if that game I've been playing is going to magically take away my stress.  It never has before . . . but maybe this time, beating that level will fulfill my need.  I fall for it every time.  I'm currently shaking my head, wondering how I can believe such an obvious lie.  I think part of the problem is that there is no deadline for spending time with God.  No one is going to fail me if I don't read my Bible every day, so I don't treat it with the same priority.  There is some harm in that thought process, but our freedom is really a wonderful thing.  This freedom of choice He gives us is ours to do with what we please.  

I guess what I really wanted to do here was to shed some light on a situation because nothing good ever comes from keeping things in the dark. 

Confession #1: It's easy to forget about God