So many people jump into projects with both feet, only to abandon them when they get tired or something new comes along.
I call this THE FIZZLE FACTOR and it happens even in ministry.
I get it. Even I am currently working on five projects simultaneously. Not because I’m trying for Superwoman status but because I don’t like to work on one thing for very long.
I get bored. Some call it ADD. I call it a lack of self-discipline.
Which is why I am determined to finish this website and have it up and running before I do ANYTHING else.
But that’s only a time-management thing. I haven’t neglected any commitments or bailed on any projects. I can’t even if I wanted to. Because most of the time, I am the Cheese.
You know what I’m talking about….sing along with me…The Farmer in the Dell..the farmer in the Dell…hi-ho the dairy-oh…all the way to the Cheese standing alone.
This isn’t whining or a pity party. It’s life. I used to be the one the bailing on commitments. Just like I’d bail on God.
So I get it when people jump on board with a church program or ministry project and fully intend to commit. Then something happens. Whether it’s an illness, financial issue, or family problem, the devil’s arrows hit their mark and the person fades out. They usually don’t see past their own circumstances to understand the victory Satan has received.
Then they fade out of church.
This is the worst part. Because when you stop coming to church, you stop worshipping. Then praying and reading your Bible. Before you know it, you’re only picking up your Bible when you dust around it.
That’s not some writer’s imagery. It’s a very real account of where I was. I even have the prayer written in the pages of my Bible: Dear God, please help me find my way back. I only pick up this Bible to dust these days.
I was ashamed but that’s all it took. He honored that heartfelt prayer and drew me near to Him.
I wrote a similar blog post entitled The Fizzle Factor on my Tents, Tarps, and Tears blog. After the first few lines it was all about how hard it was for those who are left holding the bag when people bail.
Waa- Waa…I sounded like a baby.
I’d missed what was important. It wasn’t about what I had to do. It was about the souls in trouble. The reasons they had bailed.
I’ve grown a lot in these last three years of ministry. I’ve made some mistakes but I’ve learned from them. I hope that I’m a better person, a stronger CHRISTIAN than I was when I started. I hope that I continue to mature in Christ. And I pray that I always see the needs of others over my own weariness.
My prayer is that those who’ve fizzled out in their relationships with Christ will just say that one small prayer: Help me find my way back..
If you are sincere about asking, He is faithful to draw you near…