Saturday 9/3/2016 5:57 AM
This past summer was a big disappointment for me. During
the spring I was having difficulty maintaining a regular discipline of running
and spending quiet time meditating each morning. I seemed to have some sort of
difficulty with my breathing that kept me from running more than a half mile or
so without stopping and I simply stopped my habit of reading the Bible,
meditating on what it said, and writing in my journal. I would do it maybe
twice a week but not the regular routine that it has been for me for the last
twenty or so years of my life. When I did run, I struggled, and when I had my
devotions, they were dry and, for the most part, meaningless.
As the summer began I pledged to run more frequently and
return to my regular habit of a morning quiet time. My renewed resolve lasted
approximately one week before I fell back into my newly acquired habit of no
running or quiet time. It seems I choose to check my Facebook page, play online
Scrabble with friends, do the online Los Angeles Times crossword puzzle, and
read online news articles rather than exercising my body and spirit.
I began my running routine on Labor Day weekend in 1978. I
began slowly and worked my way up to running four miles each day. Since it is
Labor Day weekend I decided to start fresh this morning, hoping to tap into the
same reservoir of resolve I had 38 years ago. I ran a full two miles this
morning without having to stop for breath and I had my devotions. One day
complete for a different future.
Part of my devotional reading today included an excerpt
from Reformed Spirituality, by Howard
Rice. He writes, “The biblical promise that if we truly seek, we shall find God
is the basis for the journey of the spiritual life. In spite of the difficulties
along the way, the times of dryness when nothing seems to be happening, the
discouragement and distraction that come to us all, and the times of falling
back and wondering if we have made any progress at all, the journey is one from
which we cannot turn back. The testimony of the saints of all the ages is that
the journey is worth it; that God really is love; and that the love God offers
is the most important reality that can be known by any of us. Such knowledge
enables a person to have tremendous power to take what happens, to surmount
great difficulties, and to grow in the face of tragedy and deep disappointment.
The fruit of the spiritual life is not easily attained. The process of growing
in grace is sometimes difficult. It requires persistence which never comes
easily for any of us.”
I can attest to the difficulties of maintaining a spiritual
discipline. The main difficulty for me seems to be that I lack the necessary
persistence. I find that the discipline necessary is more difficult to exercise
the older I get. Somehow I always believed that, as I aged, my walk with God
would become easier because of my experience. The biggest problem I have is the
things that always seemed to be black and white when I was younger now seemed
tinged by varying shades of gray. Things I was sure about as a young man I now
question, including the way that God would have me interact with those with
whom I have contact on a regular basis.
I once had a professor who criticized a proof I had written
by saying that I was obfuscating the obvious. Sometimes I feel like my insight
into scripture and how God would have me live in the world are being similarly
obfuscated. What once seemed clear is now obscure. I guess I should trust God to
lead me through this time of discouragement and distraction just like I trusted
him to lead me when things seemed clearer. I need to remain persistent.
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