I'm in a large fight with myself right now. To put it best, it's a battle of the flesh.
This past week I spent 2 hours in prayer, and 1 hour in worship everyday, because it inspired me that Christians in China are so enthused and in love with God to do so, and will forego sleep to do it if they must. I did this, though about the sixth day, I felt like the prayer was getting nowhere because it started to feel a bit more like an obligation than a genuine act of heartfelt crying out to God. I started because I felt like God wanted me to, though I can't possibly pray if it's going to be an act of the flesh; that would be a waste of time. I still want to do it, but now the idea of 2 hours feels intimidating.
The thing I love doing too is I love looking up sermons and listening to them (I listened to about 4 different ones on Friday), and reading solid Christian material, though I find myself conflicting between doing that and praying. I thought about cutting down prayer by an hour (or I thought God would want me to) and using that time for just reading my Bible, so I'm praying, worshipping and reading one hour per day, though when school starts there'll be little time for the sermons and the like. I hate the idea of cutting down anything, as I did make some spiritual jumps in that week, but I do need to draw a line somewhere I suppose, as I do have work to contend with, and college now.
I guess I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do. I feel constantly pulled in so many different directions, thinking God's leading me here or there, but then I have to step back and say, "This isn't God." I don't want to cut down the devotional time I've been spending, though I do know that when college kicks in full-time again, I'm going to feel very much crammed (I'm also trying to learn Greek on the side).
There's probably some much-needed self-denial going on, maybe you can see better than I can just what the problem is. Prayers and advice are all every bit welcome. Thank you. God bless.
