Turkey Hangover?

I opened my eyes and dragged myself from the bed. I’m not sure if it’s a “turkey hangover” or a case of spiritual lethargy. I can’t seem to shake this stupor. I force myself to get on my bicycle and pedal down to Mass. I feel like I am stuck in some spiritual black hole and I am just going through the motions and not really getting any where. I want that “tinglely” feeling or that awesome warm feeling of Gods existence in my life. I know he is there because I have decided to believe he is there. But I like it when I can really feel his company. It seems when times are good and I have no crisis going on…I don’t feel Gods presence. It’s only when I am in trouble, or when the situation is beyond my control. That is when I really rely on God to get me through it. And this is when I really feel his charisma, his healing grace being poured over me. Why is that? Maybe that is the way it’s supposed to be. It must have something to do with that suffering thing. Maybe suffering brings me closer to God. Maybe that is why the big time saints wore sack cloths. Personally I’m OK wearing “Fruit of the Loom” and I am too much of a spiritual wimp to go with the self denial thing. Maybe the spiritual sluggishness is a product of prosperity.


Dear Lord, should I reconsider the self-denial thing?
Thank you, Lord Jesus, for always bailing me out of my problems.
Please forgive me for my indolence and give me the wisdom to stay away from spiritual laziness.

Amen




12/2/2008