When I passed the age of ten in my Christian walk 36 years ago, I also wondered when all my parts would go the same direction ... when I wouldn't have to flinch when I read the words "a walk is steady."
Yes, I loved my Lord then, and I dearly love Him now. My heart yearns for more closeness with Him. My heart is in the right place.
But -- this wife, mother, grandmother, missionary [local and beyond], knee-jerk-taking-care-of-people-person...
...sometimes finds her feet tangled, trying to be all things to all people;
...sometimes cries in tiredness and frustration;
...sometimes whispers a sleepy "I love you" to Jesus as another hectic or complicated day ends.
I know that the malady of our cultural age -- too much activity crammed into too little time -- has no easy answers. Most of my activities are not options and, even those that are, do appear to be God-directed.
So -- I gallop jerkily along, occasionally coming to a screeching halt, tripping over gravel in the road, definitely not walking, and definitely not steady.
But God loves me anyhow. He loves me when I over-book my schedule ... and when I use my few times of leisure inappropriately (Who, ME??? staring off into space??) ... when I am undisciplined in my study and writing needs and have to "cram" ... when I open the Word, the posts, the FB life ... to read it, only to fall asleep half way through the intended scriptures.
Why am I sharing this "negative confession?" Because I am not alone. In the work-world, our living day-by-day world, the [not me!!] texting-instantly world, the FB world, I hear and see that others struggle with the same awkward gait ... who long to be that fine-tuned specimen of Christian maturity and "walk steady."
And I'm sharing this because of the common ground we share, the ground of God's love -- our joy, hope and crown. He knows our hearts, and, in spite of our busyness, He knows we love Him.
That gives me HOPE... forever and ever. AMEN!!