Manufactured By...Me

When does dynamic intimate relationship cross the line to manufactured? How does the invented, formed and re-created turn into an assembly line product?

This week my thoughts have turned to my spiritual life or rather lack thereof. It is as if somewhere along the line I have put my spiritual life on auto pilot. Set it on the assembly line. Packed it into the storage room.

Slowly methodically and surely...my spiritual life has become manufactured.

Something to tinker with.

To set on a shelf.

To dust off and remember the "good ole days."

Oh trust me...I've tried a tune up. Mornings are spent pulling on the motor attempting to get it started.

Walking around it shaking my head as I try to figure out what is wrong leaves me frustrated and confused.

I kick it.

Shake it.

Tell it.

Still no movement.

Dear God: This once vibrant spiritual life that spun within me with power and passion is becoming manufactured. I really need you to do a new work within me. Please give me the courage to throw myself into your loving hands once more to be re-made, re-born, re-wired and turned into something brand new.

So here is my heart God. I surrender it back to you knowing that I cannot manufacture a new one and that it has to be re-created and purposed by you. Please be gentle...

Please draw me back into the living dynamic relationship that is only found BECAUSE of you and IN SPITE of me.

Bring me back to you and back to life.

Thank you!

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