Sometimes I treat my soul like a stray cat. You know, you pretend it’s not there and forget to feed it until it gets desperate and ends up ripping up your leg demanding you pay attention to it.
That’s not the way it’s supposed to be, is it?
Now, at the phrase “feeding your soul” I imagine a lot of you will come up with different ideas for what that actually means. Here’s what I mean when I say it: 1) actually communicating with the One who made your soul (what a concept!), 2) reading the stuff He gave you to read, aka your Bible (talk about the ultimate IT guide, right?), and 3) taking that information and doing something with it (don’t be a sponge that just soaks stuff up and doesn’t spread the love). Now, things doesn’t necessarily have to go in that particular order, and many times they don’t, but what I find myself doing many times is trying to complete the third thing on that list without consistently doing the other two. Which if you think about it, doesn’t make any sense at all.
Okay, I sense my snarky side trying to make an appearance, so let me calm down and say what I really wanted to say. It saddens me that so many of us forget to give ourselves the one thing we really need in order to survive and really live: a relationship with Jesus! So many of us who call ourselves Christians say that we have a relationship with God, but in the monotony of day-to-day life forget the big picture and just do our own thing. And when our lives start to sputter and spin out of control we wonder what on earth happened? I think a big part of why this is so common is that the physical world constantly demands our attention, and as physical beings we are overcome with our senses. We see it, hear it, taste it, smell it, feel it…but that’s not all there is. But we can’t forget that, in the words of C. S. Lewis,
“You don’t have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body.”
So don’t deny yourself what you need in order to live your life to the fullest. Don’t ignore your relationship with Christ until all communication with Him has been severed and you need to start from the ground up…again. I find that when I take the time to sit down with God for a while, in spite of all the other things shouting at me for my attention, the rest of the day goes SO much better, even if the circumstances are truly suck-ish. I’m not saying that accomplishing this is easy, because it’s not. But it’s the only thing that’s really worth it.
“As a deer pants for flowing streams,
so pants my soul for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God,
for the living God.
When shall I come and appear before God?”