My refrigerator was disgusting. I was horrified that anyone might possibly stop by my house and reach for a glass of sweet tea or an apple for goodness sakes.
Things around here have been a bit neglected during this past Summer season of house guests, cookouts, fun travel and ministry activities.
While I was gone this last trip, certain members of the family (I won’t say WHO) have apparently lived on fast food and take-out, as opposed to actually cooking something-ya know.
Leftovers in styrofoam boxes do not stay fresh long.
I THINK what was once leftover Outback Chicken now looked like an old sponge. I know.
I finally just drew the trash can over to the fridge and started dumping everything in sight.
After gazing upon the empty shelves I knew I needed to drop everything and head to the market.
The truth is, my family is not the only thing that sometimes lives on leftovers.
If I am not careful and intentional–after lots of fun things, people and places–I can easily end up in a similar stinky condition.
After running my self slap ragged, living fast and playing hard–I often find myself detecting a stale oder and a grumbling tummy–I mean, mouth.
Before I know it, I realize I have been LIVING ON LEFTOVERS.
When I am hanging on to things God said or showed me LAST WEEK. When I am still chewing on Words from HIS WORD that revived me LAST MONTH. When I begin to see Sin that I responded to a long time ago show up again. I have learned to recognize the symptoms of being spiritually hungry.
I have learned not to settle for spiritual LEFTOVERS!
Fortunately, I when I am desperate for some FRESH FRUIT, I know where to find it.
This morning, I spent some extra time dining on God’s Word and was reminded of how precious and irreplaceable JUST PLAIN TIME IN HIS PRESENCE is to my life. I started a new Bible Study. I chewed on Psalm 85:6-13 and savored it’s truth.
Revive ME O Lord.
Let me rejoice FRESHLY in YOU.
Show me your steadfast love.
Grant me a RENEWED JOY in my Salvation.
I WANT TO HEAR WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY.
SPEAK TO ME Lord.
Do not let me slip backwards, OR EVEN STAY IN ONE PLACE.
Pour your glory out on me.
I want continued Revival in my life.
How about you?
Has the Summer tempted you to Live on Spiritual Leftovers?
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