Taking My Medicine

This morning the first music I put on was secular music. No problem with that, but I knew I needed to feed my spirit. So I got out my phone and played gospel music on the way into work. After I got ready for the day, I also played gospel in my classroom to “set the atmosphere” as some of my senior saint friends say. Guess what? I needed it! As I was driving to work earlier I told myself that listening to gospel music was like taking my spiritual medicine, and it reminded me of other medicine. How many times have I been instructed to take the antibiotics for ten days but I stop because I feel better? How many times do I tell myself that I will spend time with God daily but instead I stray and do my own thing? Too many times to count on both accounts. What I didn’t know is that the day would get progressively worse, but my best friend told me something that warmed my heart. She said, You’re not falling apart like you have in the past. Inside I’m feeling like jelly, and I will not mask my feelings. However, I am thankful that I have been building myself up in the word and that when the ground shakes, I still have something solid to stand on. My faith in God and an assurance that He is working everything out for my good.