Something has died

When I was little my Grandpa, had a saying we all knew laughed over, and he would only say it when someone passed gas! Now I know your prolly sitting there going where is he going with this...don't worry I have a point! This was his saying, Boy! Something must have crawled up in you and died! Oh the times me and My cousins spent laughing over that and even trying to imitate him saying it, actually we still do it to this day!

Some times we allow things to creep up in us and into our lives, and we leave it there and hope that no one sees or notices. But the longer it remains there the more stagnant it becomes, until being around it is quite unbearable. So then when the smell becomes to strong and people begin to notice it, we run to the altar and ask God to flush us out, and he does. But shortly there after, just as we think that everything is going good, that smell begins to creep back up!

One day, I think we were on our way to Virginia, and I think we hit a Dog. Forgive me I was very little and don't remember all of the details, but the thing I do remember, is that when we got to Radford, at my Grandmothers house, the smell was nauseating. So my dad began to clean out the car, and we thought the smell was over and gone, but a few days later, it overwhelmed us driving down the road!

The problem was that my dad did a fast clean of the car and didn't spend as much time on the small details of the car, and those areas of the car were simply overlooked, to spend more time on the bigger areas.

Sometimes I feel like I have worked on an area of my life and tried to let God take control and geth this thing out of me. And I will spend Days or longer at his feet, asking him to remove it from my life. And I walk away feeling as if that is over with and I can move on to another area, then shortly there after that same area becomes the problem again. The Problem is 2 things, first, I need to not overlook the smaller areas, that can still have a big impact on my daily walk. The 2nd is simply this.

A lot of times we Play God like he is a spare tire! We pull him out of the trunk and only use him when we are in need or have a flatt. Then we put him on our car drive around until we are incontrol of the situation and, then we pop God off and throw him in the trunk agian! God Can not be our spare tire anymore, he needs to be all four tire, and be our, GPS and, our Driver, and our Ingition and our brakes, and our headlights, and our everything! God is more important then our American Express, we can't go anyware with out him.

Like the little kid that doesn't go anywhere with out their blanket or teddy or dolly! We have to take God with us everyday and continually ask him to help us in those areas of our lives, and to help us not over look the smaller areas!

Even tho it was funny when my Grandpa said it, I don't want to hear God say
" Boy Something has Crawled up in you and Died"