Coming home from training camp I was worried that I would either fall into my lazy complacent attitude or be so excited about leaving that I wouldn’t value my time with my family. Well wouldn’t you know it, I’ve managed to do both. I moved home with my parents where there is nothing to do here (unless you are willing to take three hours to go thirty miles to DC); so needless to say I am getting a little anxious to leave. But, since there is nothing to do I have started working on the butt-shaped indent in the couch where I sit all day not doing anything, including not spending much needed time with God.
Love language: a primary way of expressing and interpreting love
1) Touch
2) Words of affirmation
3) Quality time
4) Gifts
5) Acts of service
My love language, without a doubt, is quality time. It has been discussed over and over in my packed little town house full of godly women who do not share the same love language as me. It has been discussed so extensively because it can be very frustrating not having that in common.
From The Five Love Languages website:
“In Quality Time, nothing says “I love you” like full, undivided attention. Being there for this type of person is critical, but really being there-with the TV off, fork and knife down, and all chores and tasks on standby-makes you feel truly special and loved. Distractions, postponed activities, or the failure to listen can be especially hurtful.”
I’m pretty sure God’s love language is quality time too. So you would think that, since I value quality time so much and it’s disheartening when someone else doesn’t seem to, that I would be willing to give Him the time of day. He wants to spend time with me, why the heck is it so hard for me to reciprocate that? I’ll drop what I’m doing to go hang out with anyone else but when it comes to God I can’t seem to pry myself out of the indent in my couch. And it’s the most ridiculous thing because I long to spend time with Him, I just never seem to get around to it. Instead of using this time to strengthen my relationship with Him and prepare my heart to go overseas, Im catching up on four years worth of Disney channel and eating like Kobayashi.
So really this blog is just a desperate plea for prayer. Please pray for me, that I can pull myself out of the lazyboy, turn off the TV, and open my Bible.
