Lesson in Self-control
I am presently sitting here in my kitchen listening to my three year old screaming and beating the door. He’s been in the playroom since 6am…it’s 7am now. He was up all night and he’s been up pretty much every night this week. With Chris gone at night and me dealing with all of his antics…I’m starting to think if this is Satan’s attempt to completely “take me out” (as they say in sports) for this retreat this weekend. I’m exhausted and have had little time to really prepare things.
“Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but only one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may win. Everyone who competes in the games exercises self-control in all things. They then do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we are imperishable. Therefore I run in such a way, as not without aim; I box in such a way, as not beating the air; but I discipline my body and make it my slave, so that, after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified.” 1 Corinthians 9:24-27
I think I value sleep more than anything else. The other morning after I let Chris “sleep in” he came out sort of dragging. He said “Have you ever slept so much that you seemed more tired?” My response was “Never.” I can NEVER get enough sleep. I just LOVE it. So this has been my complaint this morning.
“Lord, how am I supposed to do all I have to do when I can’t get sleep. How am I supposed to be in your word when my children are waking up before my alarm clock? I’m EXHAUSTED!”
I don’t know…. I was reading this passage this morning and it suddenly occurred to me that Paul was probably CONSTANTLY exhausted… and we are not guaranteed sleep and preparation in our service to Him. Perhaps it causes us to rely on HIM all the more… perhaps it enables us to attribute ALL of our work and efforts to HIM and Him alone. So I suppose the Lord is bringing me to a place of complete reliance on Him this week. I’m broken and frustrated. I’m tired and discouraged…. but my body is to become my slave….I am learning self-control. Therefore I will press on.. sleep deprived…… and I will be thankful. Ok, now let me run before Josh breaks down the door. Have I ever told you how much I LOVE starting my day like this?


