Sticky notes

My best friend works at my old church. When I still lived in the same state, I would go into her office every Sunday and leave a sticky note on her computer monitor that would encourage her for the week. Since I moved I haven’t been able to do this regularly. So every now and then, I send a stack of sticky notes for her to put up as she feels the need. It’s my way of encouraging her and letting her know that even though we are separated by miles, she still is on the forefront of my mind and heart.

God does that for me, too. Okay, He didn’t put sticky notes in an envelope, or on my computer monitor, but He did leave me notes that will encourage me, let me know that He is thinking of me, and definitely let me know He loves me. I’m speaking of the Bible of course. But, here’s the thing, it only works when I open it up.

Every time I allow something to cut into my time that could easily be set aside until after I have time with God, I allow a bigger wedge to push me away. Even though I know this, I still allow it. Why?

I don’t have the answer. It’s all the things I hate getting in the way of the thing I love. It reminds me of that passage in Romans 7 where Paul laments a bit, “I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do” (verse 15). It would seem hopeless then, but I found this nugget of truth I had written in my Bible during a study of this Romans passage. “We know the Victor, but the journey to that victory has many opportunities for failing.”

Oh! So, while I blow it and mess things up, and miss opportunities, it doesn’t mean I have cause irreparable damage. This too can find healing, help, and a victory.

I may have missed taking time with God this morning, but it doesn’t mean I can’t take time on the way to work, or the way home from work. Or before I go to bed, or throughout my daily routine.

God is always with me. I just need to recognize that I am also with Him and I don’t need to make an appointment.

If I could make a sticky note from me to give to God, like I give to my friend, it would read.

Thank you for being with me–everywhere I go.

And… I love you, too.

About gretchenr17

Wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. Writer, farmer, fellow sojourner... at every turn I learn a bit more about God's wild mercies.
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