All day this question kept reverberating through my head. As I walked on a snow-covered roadway, as I looked into the fire we made in the forest, in the snow as I rode on the snowmobile God‘s creation was there reminding me of what Jesus did for me. Do I have him full-time or only part-time.
How long do I honestly spend in prayer, not just talking to God as I am walking down the street or sitting in front of the computer. But really getting down on my knees and spending solid gut time. Why do I resist that calling so much when I feel God calling me to get down on my knees with Him. What am I so afraid of?