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Connectivity

About a week ago someone I know and love very much wrote a poem.  This threw me for a loop.  She’s a different kind of woman.  Cute, jazzy, intelligent, diverse, independent and one who doesn’t let moss gather under her feet.  Her name should be KIM, Keep It Moving.  She’s frank and blunt and not prone to putting up with too much foolishness.  And whether she knows it or not, my “Spidey Senses” tell me that she’s probably a hopeless romantic.  Somehow somewhere she settled in, listened to God and allowed Him to connect with her in a new way.  I admired her for yielding herself to  His new work in her life.

From her revelation flows the point of this blog, connectivity.  Her poem asks a question with urgent repetitiveness, “When Do You Connect?”  I thought about this question and the contents of the poem she wrote and found some irony.

Isn’t it interesting that if we’re not careful, we will in a our most happy times disconnect from God?   It’s odd isn’t it?  The God who gives the renewed spirit, brand new mercies and grace infinitum is often left out in our times of rejoicing.  Sometimes we fall away from Him when things are going well in our lives.  We become so busy celebrating with others, enjoying ourselves and even recounting the celebratory experience, we forget the entity responsible for our times of rejoicing.

Isn’t it sad too, that sometimes God has to allow pain to befall us just to bring us closer to Him?  Can’t you see God in heaven, shaking His head.  Can’t you hear Him saying “Mm. I can’t bless her with a thing, because as soon as she gets it, she runs away from me.”  The Bible tells us that we should rejoice in the Lord always.  Again and again we are to rejoice in His goodness toward us.

I’ve been guilty of this very thing, unconsciously disconnecting from my Father in heaven when things are going well.  I don’t mean to do it, I just am not aware of Him enough to acknowledge and stay connected during my time of rejoicing, and then something horrible happens and I’m running back to God and recognize I have to run a pretty long way to get back to Him and connect.

To reference the scripture again, we are admonished to stay connected to the vine so that we can be nourished and produce good fruit.  Good times shouldn’t separate us from the vine.  They should bring us close, after all, the more separated from the vine we are, the closer to death (spiritual death) we are.

It’s a funny little equation.  We’re rejoicing, happy, laughing, having fun, celebrating, disconnecting and dying in the spirit all at the same time.  This should not be.  So I guess that’s why the poem DemiLen wrote touched me so.  Her probing question, “When Do You Connect?” was personal.  It made me question just how much I was willing to lose by disconnecting from my Father.  Do I want to disconnect from God in my happiness so much so that I’m not aware that my spirit is starving and dying from being so far from the vine, in a clearing miles away from my power source?  I don’t think so.

So as I go through my days I want to remember that God is the reason for my being.  With this in mind, I should rejoice in the Lord’s goodness always.  I should recognize that my connection to Him should not be predicated upon the trials I experience or the successes I am celebrating.  If I want to remain alive in His spirit, I must be aware that I should not allow the happiness in my flesh to disconnect me from Him.

Reconnecting,

D. Malone

Published inHer Light

2 Comments

  1. This is such an awe inspiring poem. It is also a great reminder of where I need to connect. This is a poem I can certainly relate to in my own life. Thank you for sharing.

  2. Ida Ida

    Yes, thank you for sharing. I find that I am guilty of disconnecting also. It seems I pray less when I’m on vacation, but trust me I pray continuously when I’m at work. I gotta stop seeking out the man only when I feel I need Him, but I’ve got to want Him 24/7. Good poem.

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