Stand By Night

Most things — even things that I initially enjoy — eventually turn into a “have to.” I think anything that becomes repetitive has that tendency. So how do I prepare for the day when I walk into the prayer room and realize that I’d rather be somewhere else?

I don’t know. I mean, I’m the guy who stopped going to church just because it was boring. I have made a commitment to the prayer room, so it’s a little different, but it’s still not easy. I know that very soon there is likely to be a monumental struggle in my soul to stay in the prayer room. Here in the prayer room we sing and pray; that’s pretty much it. From the perspective of most mortals that I know of, that’s bound to get boring relatively quickly without a massive revelation of the knowledge of God.

I don’t have the amount of revelation I need yet so when the time comes to suck it up and stay here even though it’s rough, it’s probably going to be commitment — not revelation — that keeps me in the prayer room. The elders around God’s throne do nothing but worship Him. All the time. This causes me to think that the more of God I know, the more time I will want to spend giving Him glory. If I know a little and want to worship a little and the elders know a lot and want to worship a lot, then that makes sense, right?

So, the solution to my soul-ish problem of not wanting to spend a bunch of time in worship and prayer is the knowledge of God. Go figure.

One of these days I’m going to be able to write about something other than the knowledge of God, but not yet. I try to write about other stuff and I keep coming back to it. Sorry if I start to sound like broken record.

-J