Center

Dear Jesus,

I would like you to be in the middle of everything I do.

That's right, everything.  All that I think about every single moment.

Oh, but I do need to think about school still.  I've gotta read that textbook, so maybe I'll get to my bible later.  I have to get good grades after all.

And work of course.  I really don't see how I could think about you and purchase orders at the same time.  And since I have to buy myself food, I need to keep my job.

When I'm writing for the newspaper I just don't see how you'd fit.  I mean, what do you have to do with the haunted house?  No connection, so don't bother.

Then there is the prayer ministry.  You should be part of that too, just don't keep me from getting those e-mails sent.

Relationships...well, do I really just want to sit and pray with people all the time?  That doesn't seem like very much fun.  And if all we talk about is you, won't we run out of things to say?

When I'm trying to sleep, just let me sleep.  Don't bother me with deep thoughts because I'm tired.

I mean really, I've become a certain kind of person.  People expect particular things from me.  Don't screw that up.

So, be my center, just don't get in my way, okay?

You're the best!

Wait...

It breaks my heart to see this about myself.  I may not consciously make those choices, but really, what does my schedule show?

Jesus, I'm not even sure I have a center right now.  Teach me to put my focus on you.

Thanks,

-Rachel