My words tell of my love for Jesus.
Just ask me and I will rattle on and on about how I love spending time reading my bible or talking to the Lord.  I swear Jesus means more to me than anything else in the world.
My actions not so much.

Each day, I establish a list of things to do.  The top items on my list: prayer, bible study, meditation on God’s word.  Dawn barely breaks before I see a rabbit and chase it.  I tell myself “as soon as I finish this task, I will sit and pray”, but distraction after distraction comes my way until it is bed time and I am either squeezing prayer time in or falling to sleep without praying at all.
Sure, I can justify many of my distractions as doing what God requires of his children, but it doesn’t change the fact, all this busyness results in my growing distant from the one I claim to love.

The other day, I noticed something.  Look at the Gospels.  Jesus valued  quite time.  Before his ministry started, he went into the wilderness and fasted.  Jesus feed the five thousand and then he went into the mountains to pray.  After telling his parables, Jesus went back to the camp and explain everything to those closest to him.  Facing torture and death, Jesus found a quite spot in the garden to pray.  He told his disciples to pray as well.

So where does all this leave me?  What is my great insight?  If I love Jesus as much as I say I do, then I need to follow his example and spend time in the quite places praying, studying his words, journaling and meditating on his teachings. I must discipline myself to be still and know he is God.
This page is being created as a place where I document what I learn when I am still and listen to my Lord.