mepastormike

For the most part I think I'm a reflective individual. I do a lot of thinking about a lot of things (but perhaps no more than the next person). But sometimes expressing that reflectiveness is hard work. Have you ever found yourself in deep thought and someone ask you what you're thinking? More often than not my response is "nothing" or "just thinking."
As I've been thinking about the past couple of weeks I have felt somewhat tired of thinking... I've almost felt stuck in my thoughts. What do I mean?... Well, I can get going in my thoughts and in actuality get very little accomplished. Or sometimes I think I'm on auto-pilot and doing what needs to be done out of duty, habit, or obligation. Now you've got to understand that accomplishing what needs to be done out of duty, habit or obligation is not wrong or bad... if left in this state too long, however, I believe overall health, productivity, and longevity will suffer.
Wow... I've just realized how important God's Word from Judges 6:14 is in my life right now. God told Gideon to "Go in the strength you have...". I preached on this subject just last Sunday... guess I'd better put my preaching into practice. As I've thought about these past 2 1/2 to 3 weeks I've realized that I've gotten out of my routine. My daily devotion time has not been at my regular times... and some days I've missed. My prayer life has been more situation and crisis oriented rather than free flowing... kind of like my thoughts taking over in wonder without any real direction... Do you think I could have SDHD (Spiritual Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder)?
Yesterday I was at an elementary school; leaving the parking lot after switching vehicles with my wife. As I was pulling out I saw a young boy (by his looks I'd say in about the 3rd grade) making his way to a waiting van. He used two specially designed canes to be able to walk. He obviously suffered from a crippling disease, or perhaps the results from an accident... In any case it was one of those moments that the few seconds it took me to pass by seemed to stand still in time and I looked at his face. He struggled making his body work the way he wanted it to, but his face did not appear downcast at all. He had a look of determination, strength, and steadfastness about him that told me that he would not stop until he reached his destination. I also noticed that he was making his way by himself... there was a person making preparation at the van some distance away, but was waiting on him. Why didn't this person come and carry the boy to the van? It was necessary for him to walk on his own... to go in the strength he had. Funny isn't it... how we must almost use up the strength we have in order to build up greater strength and endurance.