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I sit here, trying to recover from a whirlwind and exhausting past few days.  Since Wed. I have been every which way – and today is Monday.  I started with a prayer meeting with my dear friend that night, then moved onto prepping for a garage sale another friend offered to let me be part of- to Take Back the Night on Thursday, then being called out for work, then school, garage sale prep and garage sale on Friday, garage sale Saturday morning, 3 hours of trying to figure out the books, home to a house that needed some TLC, and Sunday there was going to my cousin-in-law’s house to visit two newborn babies!  So I haven’t had a lot of time to blog about my devotions, but rest assured, it isn’t because I haven’t been getting time in.

I was able to hear a great message yesterday.  It was all about love.  Love is a choice.  I have said it before, and I will say it again.  Love isn’t just an emotion; it is a commitment and a choice.  Back in the day, people didn’t get to meet prior to marriage.  They were married, met, consummated their marriage and then loved.  If you read the Bible there are plenty of examples of this.  Isaac and Rebeka was the one that was mentioned yesterday, but there were plenty of examples of it. 

Now a days we get into a relationship, fall in love, get married and then life continues.  A lot of people end up getting divorce though because the love just isn’t there any more.  If you were to get married to your spouse and then leave and say, “if I need you, I know where I can find you- I am off to live my life the same way that I always have,” how long would that marriage last?  So

So why is it that when we make a commitment to Christ and ask him to come into our hearts and be our Lord and Savior, we only ever look to Him when we need Him.  Oh no- I didn’t study for this test, or my kid is sick Lord – HELP, or keep me safe on this plane.  But we don’t bother to go to Him when things are good, when life is good, when we appreciate what He has done for us.  Or we might give a passing statement but we don’t invest in Him. 

So what does that mean for our Christian walk?  When we accept Christ into our hearts, it doesn’t HAVE to be an emotional thing.  It might be emotional, but it is also a covenant, a commitment.  God made a covenant relationship with us when He sent His son to die on the cross for our sins.  What kind of commitment do we make to Him?

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