I think it can be said for just about everyone that we experience seasons of faith. Whether you’re a Christian or not, our passion for what we believe in ebbs and flows like the tide.
I’ll have periods of my life where I’m extremely faithful with my quiet time. I’ll speak to God throughout my day and my faith is among the strongest it’s ever been.
….And then I’ll have periods of my life where I go weeks without cracking my Bible or offering up a single prayer. I wish I could be constantly hot. But, instead, I find myself more often lukewarm.
Recently, I’ve “woken up” and found myself in a period of complacence. I knew I wasn’t living my faith the way I should. When I bury myself in these ruts, it’s hard to get back to that pedal-to-the-metal type of faith. It’s almost like when I sleep in and it’s just so hard to get out of bed (everyday). I’m asleep in my obedience and selfishly living my life the way I want instead of how God directs us.
Eventually I’ll crack open my dusty devotional, locate my Bible from whatever bookshelf it’s currently living on, and try to establish some sort of routine to get myself back in the Word.
It’s difficult to fully immerse myself and spend all that time in the Word and in prayer when I haven’t done it in weeks. My heart has turned lukewarm and I can’t just snap my fingers and turn the heat up.
But I can spend five minutes a day in prayer and reading a passage of scripture.
I firmly believe that if you wholly and faithfully give God even a small portion of your day, he will take it, grow it, and mold it for his glory.
That moment will turn into an hour, and then a morning, and work it’s way up until he consumes you with his love daily.
No matter what season of faith you’re in, God still loves spending time with you and will bless you if you honor him and are faithful with your time together.
It doesn’t take jumping in head first and saying you’re going to spend one hour every morning and every night in the word. Eventually you may be so thirsty for his word that you end up doing just that.
But if you find yourself in a rut (like me), just offer what you can. For me, that’s 10 minutes a day while the coffee is brewing. But I can feel my faith getting stronger because of those 10 minutes. And I can feel God answering my prayers and convicting me daily to live as a representation of his love. And in a couple of weeks, that quiet time will have evolved because God took it and ran with it.
I like to imagine the passion I have for my faith as a tiny spark within me. Right now it’s small. As I feed it slowly over time, and the kindling gets bigger and bigger, that spark will turn into a flame so bright that the whole world will see it.
Just like the parable of the widow in Luke 21:1-4, give God what you can, faithfully, and he will bless you.