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TikTok and Laundry

    Crystal clear turquoise waves splashed against the sale boat in my Greek Isles like scenery. The air was fresh and salty, warm and breezy.  The summery sun was pleasant without being oppressive. Contented by my surroundings, I noticed a grandfather-like figure to my left as a younger man descended down the steps from a higher level of the sailboat.  The younger man was the father of the baby that I suddenly noticed on deck. The father tended to the baby and invited me to adore his infant, before returning upstairs. 

    I was absorbed by the environment but also interested in the baby whom I tried to share some honey with, but it did not go well. The stickiness of the baby's face could not divert from paradise. Just then the father returned but the baby was gone! The old man frantically began to search the waters around the boat, he was clearly in despair of a happy ending.  He looked upon me with grave disappointment.  Somehow distracted by all of the beauty, I failed to keep my focus on what mattered most. Then I woke up from my nightmare.

    Awake I was bothered by this dream.  The Godly symbolism did not reflect well on my character. After some prayer time, I received my correction: I have gotten distracted from the moment-by-moment intimacy with the Lord. I have allowed TikTok and laundry to get in the way of my true love, God. These minuscule intrusions were not the only culprit.

    As a victorious Christian, I immediately seek God whenever a conflict or problem arises, but I have lost the art of simply trusting The Lord and knowing all things work together for the good of those who love God. Even the honey (goodness of God) can be out of place if He is doing a different work.  I do not have to always look for the right thing to do if I know The Righteous One.

    Today I have been awakened to several interferences and revived in the fight to counteract them. How is your focus? Could you benefit from making some adjustments?  

    

    

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  1. BloggernncMarch 2, 2023 at 5:40 PM

    Oh my gosh! Such a timely post! He for sure is asking for that face to face time with Him.

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