Good vs The Best.

I was thinking this morning as I sat down to watch another worship video on youtube how as a Christian I can be so easily distracted with things that are good but not the best for me.

I could pick up the word or I could watch something that I am not really connecting with. Anyway the point is for me I can be so easily distracted and think I am doing something good but not really feeding myself on the right things. Maybe this will resonate with you; maybe you will disagree with it, may it will encourage you.

 It is not simply enough to continually be fed to become fat on information, entertainment even spirituality in terms of what we have access to. Am I being drawn closer to the almighty or am I simply resting taking in bite-size chunks of someone else’s worship, expression or heart.

For the four minutes and forty second glimpse I get of the divine through the led screen of a man made machine am I better off? Is feeding off the word any different. Does everything that goes through my eyes reach my heart. How am I engaging? How am I changing; put down the screen or close the page which one is lasting.

There is something about the God breathed versus the God inspired; the undiluted versus the fleshly perverted. It’s true there is good but what is best. How can I open up my chest and and let him in as much as I want to pour out? If there is nothing to give but only me then I’l lose a lot of blood as I continue to bleed, what gives me energy, it’s what I choose to feed off of. Is it fast food or earth’s bounty? He who knows what is best for me knows that it doesn’t always come easy; yet the dichotomy seems to be that it comes from a place of rest laid before me.

 Read to me and sing to me, love for me and live for me.
Distantly and vicariously I choose to spend my days.

Serve for me and die for me, pray for me and seek for me.
Lazily and slothfully I choose to spend my days.

The treasure is for you not me; I think it is mine because I can see
All the gold and wealth laid out before me.

 But truth be told if I don’t seek, tear my nails and break my teeth
If I don’t chase, I won’t lay hold, all I’ll gain is fool’s gold.

 Deceitfully, distractingly I’m fed a thousand things,
 Foolishly, impulsively, I’ll make a thousand plans
I’ll let good and best fight it out while I let wisdom rot
When I reach the finish line I’ll see how much I’ve lost.

 But it doesn’t have to be this way, I can turn around
Repentance, the means to walk away
In righteous ways be found
Spirit guide and spirit lead Scripture filled and strong
Weak in body but wrought with faith
I’ll keep pressing on.

The fight for silence to clearly hear
The words so sweet within my ears
This is the way to go

To take the journey impossible to pack for
The distance between head and heart
The impossible adventure.
For life in Christ that promises all
Requires every part of my being.