I first heard this said to me by my mom.
It was in reference to my relationship with my boyfriend at the time. She felt the need to tell me this because, in her words, I was getting a little too comfortable around him.
Take for instance our date nights during the week. We would always try to hang out on Tuesday nights, with me going over to his house so we could cook dinner together and watch some Netflix show. After a few hours, I would inevitably fall asleep on his couch, only to have to wake up and drive home to officially crash in my bed.
Since this was during the work week and I had to get up early for work the next morning, I figured out a way to make my night routine easier and faster, because my body shuts down around 9pm every night and I literally can’t even.
So my solution was to start preparing for bed before going to hang out with the bf.
And when I say ‘preparing’, that might translate to being… well — comfortable.
I would wear sweatpants, a t-shirt, no makeup, and, with a cherry on top — my hair would be twisted up and ready for its satin cap once I returned to my bed. Personally, I thought it was ingenious.
My mom, on the other hand. Well, you already know her thoughts.
Now whether she was right or wrong doesn’t matter too much at this point, seeing as the bf is now the hubs and he has seen me in a far less desirable light than no makeup and wet flat twists.
I did, however, hear something recently that stirred up my thoughts on this topic and prompted this post.
Can I get too comfortable with God?
I remember back in high school, circa 2008, hearing the saying ‘Jesus is my homie’. I’ve always been told that I can talk to God about anything, as I would a friend. And to a certain extent, I believe that!
But I also believe that sometimes, I equate the Creator of the Universe to a therapist. After I’ve done most of the talking, I wait for the Holy Spirit to follow up and ask “Now how does that make you feel?”
Sometimes, my nighttime prayer to an Almighty God is nothing more than sending a quick text to a friend before calling it a night — “Thanks for a great day, I’m heading to bed, TTYL!”
Now that’s not to say that I can’t talk to the Lord about my life, or even that He won’t be understanding to the fact that I’m dog tired some nights and can do no more than say ‘thank you’ before my eyes shut by themselves.
But what should be remembered is that I’m speaking with an Omnipotent (all-powerful), Omnipresent (all-present) and Omniscient (all-knowing) God. The Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End. The God who utters His voice and the earth melts. Simply put, an Awesome God. And He should be revered as such.
Lord, help me never forget Who I’m speaking with.
And not get too comfortable.