Today, I went on my first post-surgery walk of more than a mile. About half-way through, I wanted to run home. Over the past few months, I'd been increasing my running mileage so when I walk a mile, I feel like I'm just teasing my body; it just wants more challenge than an easy mile can give it. My body is not satisfied, and neither am I mentally.
I wonder. Does God view my half-hearted efforts in the same manner? I'm not speaking about works here, I'm talking about the relational aspect. When I spend minimal time with Him, surely He feels robbed. Surely He feels teased.
"Anyone who lives on milk, being still an infant, is not acquainted with the teaching about righteousness. But solid food is for the mature, who by constant use have trained themselves to distinguish good from evil."
Walking a mile-mile
Inconsistent spiritual disciplines-milk
Consistent relational time with God-meat
That's how I roll.