"more than my necessary food"
I went in for rolls. We had decided to have pulled pork sandwiches for dinner, with sweet potato fries and homemade applesauce. But we didn't have any rolls, so after dropping the Apple of my Eye off to get a haircut, I dashed into the nearby grocery store.
But it wasn't my regular grocery store, so I couldn't just go straight to the area I wanted. I had to wander a little, and get my bearings. It took a couple of tries, heading to a section of the store that seemed logical to me, before I actually found where the store thought it was logical to put the rolls. And in the meantime, I thought of a few things I should look for. There's a few things my regular grocery store doesn't sell, but I thought I might find them here. And my regular grocery store had been out of a couple things I wanted, so I thought I should get those here. And my regular grocery store might not have all the variety there is available of some things, so I thought I should check out a few things here. And I knew I wouldn't be going to the store again for several days, so I wondered if I should get a few things I didn't want to run out of. And you know that as I stood in the check-out line, that I realized I didn't have the rolls.
Does that ever happen to you? You go in for a dozen eggs, but they are in the back of the store, and there are literally a thousand tempting items between you and those eggs.
I went in for rolls. But I was so distracted. I mean, really, a grocery store is a festival of distractions. Things we think we need; things we think we want; things we have to have even though we just found out they existed.
Standing there in the middle of the store, wandering in circles, past places I'd already been, looking for rolls, and my eyes drawn by a dozen other things, I thought about God. When I get up in the morning, I want to think about God. I want Him to be the focus of my day. I want Him to be at the center of the things I do, whether it's teaching my kids, encouraging my hard-working Hubby, serving at my church, or cleaning my home. But before I know it ~ almost literally ~ I'm distracted. Things jump into my mind, and I give them my attention. Some days I'm so distracted that I never even pick up His Word. Do you have days like that? I hate those days....
I need to focus on Him.
I need to start my day with Him, come frequently back to Him, end my day with Him.
~ "I have treasured the words of His mouth
more than my necessary food" ~