An interruption. Someone wanted me to take them somewhere. No greeting. No concern for me. Just that someone needed to go somewhere.
I was irritated and offended. Before any words escaped my mouth, a single thought penetrated all the swirling self-centered thoughts. The way I perceived I was being treated was not any different than the way I treat God. Except, you know, I treat Him even worse.
It just struck me, I don't greet Him and welcome Him and sit with Him just enjoying the quiet. Enjoying His presence.
No, I tell Him what is going on with my friends and family, peppering needs and problems and desires.
Oh sure, I read Scripture, His written Word. But not so I can just hang out with Him. No, I read it so I can grow and learn and find answers and encouragement for myself and others. Now, I don't think those are bad habits. But, I do think that I need just some quiet time, some time of being still in His presence.
Thanks for chasing my wandering thoughts with me.