Running on a mixture of fumes and flesh.

I’ve been slowly reading through the gospel of Mark during my quiet times. If you don’t read through the scriptures slowly the Scriptures won’t have a chance to read you.

In chapter 1:35 it says, “In the early morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house, and went away to a secluded place, and was praying there.”

The day before Jesus ministered well into the night but still got up early while it was still dark to find solitude and pray. I wonder how many hours of sleep he had?

Get up. Go away. Pray.

There are few things we resist more than “get up.” The greatest obstacle to spiritual formation in the life of the pastor (and any Christian for that matter) is the love of sleep and the fear of feeling tired. Some make excuses and others, deep down wanting to, have not yet found the discipline to get up, go away, pray. I know what it’s like to think, “Naw, I don’t want to.” but I would rather feel full and tired then rested and empty. I fear that many pastors are running on a mixture of fumes and flesh. What are you running on?

Get up. Go away. Pray.