Habit Mold
It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep.
Psalm 127:2
If nothing changes, nothing changes.
What’s the point of sobriety if we remain wraiths chasing what used to bring us pleasure?
We haven’t gotten clean to wallow around in the old habits that were developed to uphold our declining lifestyle.
But the temptation is subtle and sharp to continue. It’s hard to consider changing everything when we are already raw with the newness of not drinking.
As we grow up in this new way of life, though, we realize that the frenzy we used to embrace was primarily in symphony with our desires. Most of the habits we built up have simply been to have easier access to what we want.
The great news of a new life is that what we want can now begin to change. It truly will, too.
When we seek to remove ourselves from the center and seek God, we begin a journey that cannot not lead us away from selfishness.
It won’t happen automatically; it won’t be easy or obvious; it won’t seem like fun always.
But we know that the payoff is worth it. The best ones always take the most work up front.
God, mold my habits anew.