Sigh.

Things weren't feeling 'right' around here for a couple weeks and finally I listened to what God was trying to tell me.

He said there's been too much...

Too much tv watching.

Too much eating.

Too much computer time.

Too much analyzing how I feel about this house.

Too much complaining.

Too much of other things as well.

So, as I said, I finally decided to listen. And now I need to finally decide to obey. To knock off the too much stuff and fly right. And since He's here convicting me, He's certainly also here to help me. As long as I stop relying upon myself to make things better.

It's vital to nip these sorts of things in the bud, otherwise they tend to grow into monsters which lead me around the neck to places I do not want to go. And it's much, much harder to shoo away monsters (and find my way back home) than it is to snip, snip, snip these things while they are small, but large enough to disturb friendship with God. And without that wonderful sense of fellowship, well, I have nothing.

And as we all know, it's the little foxes which spoil the vine.

Alas. And amen.