Talking to God one day, I felt compelled to look deeper into a certain everyday object, specifically, my toothbrush. Upon some thought, I discovered that I treat my quiet time in a way similar to how I treat brushing my teeth.
It feels like a chore.
At the time, it feels like it's doing next to nothing helpful, though on days when I know there's dirt, it might feel like it's doing more.
Despite that, it is doing more than it seems like.
Without the habit of brushing our teeth, we're prone to cavities and nasty looking teeth.
Without the habit of spending time with God, we're more prone to attacks from the devil and nasty looking lives.
Even if it seems like a chore, it does us good.
:3
I like knee socks. This blog has nothing to do with knee socks, except when it does. This was mangapasta from 2009-2013. It's been archived now... sorta?
WHY YOU WRITE DEEP STUFF BETTER THAN ME?
ReplyDeleteNah, JK.
I loved it, really. :)