Adulthood is a mess really. But adulthood might just be a pompous way of saying: life. Life is messy. The more life you get under your belt, the messier it seems to become.
The part that really gets me about shifting my perspective to one of praise, is that while God doesn’t need my praise, giving it to him actually blesses me. It allows me to align myself with him, see his goodness everywhere I look and live my life to the fullest, because praising God is what we were designed for.
I am never "bringing" God anywhere. He is not something to be tucked into my back pocket, along for the ride. He is already there. He is already at work. He is gracious enough to invite me to join in.
My end-goal, my whole life’s aim, my every decision has to be working towards knowing God and diving into His love.
I'm learning that the hard work of showing up in my relationship with Jesus doesn't make it less worthwhile. The days where He seems silent don't change the fact that I need Jesus more than the air I'm breathing. Jesus didn't promise warm and fuzzy - He promised everlasting life, and that's what I'm after.
But what I am trying to learn and repeat over and over to myself, is that maybe it's not the circumstances that need to change - it's me.
Who is God? Who are we in context of who He is? What does God call us to? How do we practically apply that to our lives?
When we rest we aren’t letting anyone down. We aren’t dropping the ball. We’re actually building ourselves up to be the most productive, alert and focused versions of ourselves.