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RESPECT


I don’t know why, or how I do it, but I always seem to take the hardest possible route to get somewhere, thinking all along that it is going to be the easiest.  Yesterday I painted- AGAIN…  Right now, I am pretty sure there are only 4 walls that I haven’t painted in our main living space and I am thinking about touching them up today.  I hate taping.  Taping is such a waste of time when you have laminate trim because it just wipes right off- right?  WRONG!!!  Every other time I have painted, I haven’t worried about taping because it rubs off quickly and pretty painlessly.  That works well on the bottom trim; on trim around windows, it is terrible- if you scrub too hard, the paint comes off the walls (and after 7 coats of paint, that is NOT what you want to happen), if you use a razor blade, it cuts into the trim, there is no easy way to do it other than slow and stead scraping with your finger nails.  So something that could have been done by spending the 20 minutes it would have taken to tape off the window frames is now taking me hours to get the paint off. Grumble! 

Apparently, I love taking the hard way.  I never intend to do this, but I always seem to do it.  I am pretty sure it is genetic.  Instead of finishing one thing, I stop, go to the next thing and then have 30 projects started and nothing finished.  Right now I am working on: laundry, taking the paint off the trim, putting dishes away, this blog, taking care of my youngest, sorting papers, and the list goes on.  Fortunately for God it is not like that.  He is the multitasking champion.  Can you imagine being bombarded with millions upon millions of requests every day?  Keeping up with everyone’s lives and working all together for our good…  I shudder to think how truly amazing God really is.

I think that often times we get way too familiar with God.  It is so important to talk with Him throughout the day, but so many times I realize that I don’t give Him the respect and the AWE that He deserves.  I don’t think that we give Him the respect that He deserves.  I love my children.  They are handfuls, but they are pretty fun too.  Right now, my youngest is wearing a hat, dress up shoes, a dress up skirt over her real clothes and is feeding her baby doll while watching Pocahontas (I guess multi-tasking isn’t just me).  When my kids act out or are rude, I have to gently, and sometimes not-so-gently, remind them that I am the adult and I am doing things for their good.  I have to remind them that they don’t talk to me in a disrespectful tone and that they have to listen to me.

How often do we disrespect God?  “Nope- I am not going to do that.”  “You can’t make me.”  Or, if we just ignore God.  We multi-task God out of our lives because we don’t have time for Him.  We don’t realize what an amazing God He is, what an amazing task He takes on, and how He never sleeps.  God is amazing.  Be sure to respect Him, honor Him and thank Him today.    

Psalm 128

A song of ascents.

1 Blessed are all who fear the Lord,
    who walk in obedience to him.
2 You will eat the fruit of your labor;
    blessings and prosperity will be yours.
3 Your wife will be like a fruitful vine
    within your house;
your children will be like olive shoots
    around your table.
4 Yes, this will be the blessing
    for the man who fears the Lord.
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