Hi. Recently I was writing something and I wanted to find the name of one of Jesus' followers. First of all, I couldn't remember His betrayer's name. Second, I could find no Bible anywhere in the house. No where. I call myself a Christian, but really? Am I? I have accepted Christ into my heart as my Lord and Savior but I find myself ignoring the little things in life that He asks of us. Of course its not on purpose. But things distract me. Things like boys and music and television. We are all distracted. And all of us need to find a different way of life. A way of life in Him. But I have a question. Why? Why is life so hard? Did we really lose sight of our Creator because of some new material thing? Why did we miss church today because there was a movie that you have never seen on t.v? These questions haunt me personally. So start challenging yourself. Instead of watching the new music video from Taylor Swift online, read the Bible. Instead of going to see the new scary movie now in theaters, go talk to your mother about God. Instead of staying up late at night at your friend's house, go to bed early and talk to the Lord. Ask the Lord every night. Ask him "Will you help me to redirect my life Lord?". This is something we all need to do. Thank you.

i agree. alot of things distact me to. this subject reminds me of what i learn in sunday school today. we learn about how things distract us alot and when that happens we need to talk to God. and i think u r right about the quiet time w/ God becuase that is really important its a time to see what god wants u to do.

Every summer a couple of friends and I go to a special camp. Its so much fun because they cut you off from all communication and you have no electronics at all. Just you, your friends, and God. All though they have plenty of awesome fun stuff like jumping off of trees and taking boat rides they never forget to have nice quiet time with God alone. Last year, I wanted a horse more then anything else in the world. Even though both of my parents grew up around horses, we could just not afford one that year. So during camp, I prayed about it. A lot. I could not understand why God couldn't give my parents the money for a horse. Well, because I wanted a horse so badly, I worked really hard at becoming a good rider. And without that extra push, I would not be the rider I am today. So anyways, quiet time with God is good. I would never be the person I am at this moment if that camp hadn't given me time to converse with God.