Each morning I wake up, boil water for a cup of tea, slide my feet into slippers, light a scented candle, flip on my space heater, turn on some worship music and open my bible to my current readings. I pathetically read a chapter a day, currently in Acts. Occasionally I follow this reading with a brief journal entry containing a comment, observation or question I had about the passage. This takes maybe seven minutes. I close the bible and exchange it for one of my study books. Again, a few minutes of reading and writing response and I’m done. Sometimes I sing a bit or pray a bit before blowing out the candle, rinsing out my cup, and moving on with my day. It’s the lamest morning quiet time routine ever, yet I walk away proud that I’m developing the consistent discipline of time with God. What??!! Was He even there? Did I even talk to Him? Did I even LISTEN to Him? My motivation is far, far from holy.
Yesterday I read a simple paragraph from a short booklet titled “The Lord’s Work Done In the Lord’s Way” by K.P. Yohannan. He said “Our emphasis-no matter what we do-must always be to know the Lord and His ways. Only then can our work bring Him glory.” (Pg 10) These words slapped me with conviction. Thanks, Holy Spirit. Such a simple, repeated idea has lost all visibility in my life. I meander through my morning routine (and the rest of my day for that matter) with an attitude of prideful legalism. My motivation isn’t passionate desire to further know and understand my Creator, my Abba. So are any of my labors bringing Him glory? I wonder and I doubt. I strive and work and over-commit and lead. I write discussions, pray for people, guide and listen. But out of what motivation?? A selfish one. I’ve strayed far from the power of the gospel to transform my daily actions and wandered close to the deceptive grasp of the enemy.
The Holy Spirit used the very same little booklet again this morning. I finally moved past the intro and found myself again surrounded in conviction all of three pages into Chapter 1. Here Yohannan shares a story of his ministry losing focus on loving Christ in the midst of their success, passion and growth. A direct picture of this is painted in Revelation 2 when God addresses the church in Ephesus:
“’I know your works, your toil and your patient endurance, and how you cannot bear with those who are evil, but have tested those who call themselves apostles and are not, and found them to be false. I know you are enduring patiently and bearing up for my name’s sake, and you have not grown weary. But I have this against you, that you have abandoned the love you had at first. Remember therefore from where you have fallen…’” (Rev 2:2-5a, ESV, emphasis mine)
One of the most powerful things about this passage and Yohannan’s story is the lack of harshness. Yes, the words of the Lord are strong and direct, but seemingly brokenhearted instead of angry. God so desires His beloved to return to the place of their beginnings: a love for the truth of the Cross and the mercy of a Holy God. I haven’t brought the wrath and bitterness of God upon myself, I’ve simply made Him sad. And that thought is far more convicting than any other. He misses sweet fellowship with me. He yearns for me to know Him. He is anxious for me to discover deep, intimate truths about who He is. Not that He needs me; no righteous perfect being needs a broken, sinful, disobedient servant like me, He wants me. And I’ve denied Him my worship, my time, my energy, my focus, and my heart. Talk about conviction.
Let’s take this a shameful step further. If I’m not burning to know God, what am I burning to know? Where is that energy drifting off to? Easy answer: horses. Each day I wake up wanting nothing more than to see, touch, ride, feed, brush, and clean up after a horse. My desire to gain as much possible knowledge as I can about horse care, training and riding consumes my thoughts, my free time, my library card, and my google searches. I stalk craigslist for horses for sale and allow my mind to dream of ownership and cute horse names. My bank account now revolves around financial planning for a future purchase, board, vet bills, feed, and tack costs. Yes, I praise God for the opportunities I have to enjoy such incredible animals. Yes, I seek to discover new truths and revelations about His character through the joy I feel while with horses. But I have yet to find the balance between loving and wanting to know horses and making each action with them revolve around bringing glory to Him who created them. Is an animal more important than a Savior? Is a joy ride more important than a journey down the road of sanctification? Where along the road did I abandon the love I had at first? I need to go back and find it. Thankfully, I have most merciful Guide.