Comfort

It has come to my realization that I very much value comfort over almost anything else. I say that I'm going to be sold out for God. I say that I'm going to change my sleeping habits and increase the work I do around the house I live in. However, when it actually comes down to the time I said I would do those things, I decide, for whatever reason I have at the moment, that I'll just revert back to my old ways. And I don't change. I realized as I was headed to work this morning that my comfort shouldn't matter. I'm not trusting God to take care of my needs for sleep and happiness when I take care of my own needs. I need to put work first and helping around the house second. And I need to pay attention to my body, as in allot time for eating and sleeping and be careful with what I eat, because god wants me to take care of my body; that's my responsibility. But as far as doing things because they make me feel better like spending long hours on the computer or not getting up for quiet time in the morning so that I'm late to work even tho I'm the only one there, or not going to bed on time because I'm enjoying talking to people, or not helping around the house because I don't have the energy, or forgetting to do laundry, or anything like that, I'm sick of those decisions that I've been making. I refuse to be useless. God will take care of what I want. Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart. When I delight myself in the Lord, my priorities change, and God still takes care of me. So I'm going to change. Comfort is now NO LONGER a priority. And with that, I'm off to the hot sun to get the mail.