Walking With Christ

I love to call myself a Christian. The only problem is that there are days when I don’t feel like it. I don’t want to talk to God. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to eat, drink, or socialize. I’m not even sure it’s worth the effort it takes to get out of bed. In fact, if it wasn’t for the need for a bathroom, there would honestly be days I didn’t move much from whatever position I woke up in.

So, it’s a good thing that God is there even when I’m not. God shows up even when I don’t, won’t, or can’t.

Psalm 139:7-10 (7)Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence? (8)If I ascend to heaven, you are there! If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there! (9)If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, (10)even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me.(ESV)

It never matters how good or bad life seems in any given moment. It doesn’t matter how far away we try to run or where we try to hide. God is with us through is all. He celebrates every small victory and weeps with us over every defeat or failure.