I woke up this morning, heavy under the shroud of apathy.
Not nervousness. Not fear. Not passion.
Just… nothing.
Laziness has overtaken my muscles. Like kudzu. Slowly. Overpowering.
The most dangerous poison. The most debilitating toxin.
"I don't care".
And I am overwhelmed with this nothingness. Unused muscles and a quiet spirit and weary creativity.
Awake my soul, replace this heart of stone with blood and nerves and emotions. (Ezekiel 36:26)
Stir the fire that's died here, search my heart and find the embers, still glowing hot and red.
Breathe life back into me.
Breathe life back into this bones.
The enemy's tactic of distracting us, preoccupying us with what is unimportant, is some of his most deceptive work.
Shine Your light where the darkness has overtaken.
For You are the Lord, my God. Here, take my right hand. I hear You say, "do not fear, I will help you." (Isaiah 41:13).
In the place of nothing, come joy and drive and passion. Take it all captive.
It's time. Time to go. And I need You to wake me up.
"It occurs to me it is not so much the aim of the devil to lure me with evil as it is to preoccupy me with the meaningless. " (Donald Miller)
