Out of Control Rantings

Well here it is Sunday morning, just arose to find it rained yet another time. It seems all it does lately is rains will it it ever let up. The Big blue is out of it banks and flooding the parks and all low laying areas. And this coming week there is predicted more rain. Is there no end.
I find my self wondering if God thinks this every time I moan and groan about all the petty things that I complain about on a daily basis. Or when things don't go the way I think they should go. Or when some jerk pulls out in front of me when I'm driving. And believe me I've had my share lately.
Is there no end to the amount of suffering I put God through because of my selfishness. Because you know I think it's all about me. Not really but that's the impression I portray when the little things anger me for no reason. Because I allow Satan a huge foothold, and the opportunity for a mere touch of control. The next thing I know my whole life is totally at his mercy, which isn't God's mercy tempered with Love, but tempered with greed and lust and the need for control. Wow! how many times do I keep letting Satan take over, too many cause my quite times are lax, I rush around and tell God later you and I will talk. What do I think this is call waiting. I never get around to getting back online with him. All he asks is that I come and talk with him.
Why then is this so hard. When I'm driving I can spend the whole time talking to God telling him all my desires, and praying for people who need prayer and uplifted. But sitting and opening the word, now that's a whole different story. It's like getting your teeth pulled. I really want to read the word. But you wouldn't believe how many excuses I can come up with. Some you've probably never heard of. But none are good enough. There is no reason not to read the words God so graciously gave me as a guideline to live for him. This my heart knows, but my minds a different story. Sometimes I wonder if the brain is even properly attached to the rest of the body. Good news there is one there it's just hibernating at the wrong times, which means it needs a wake up call.
Those kind of wake up calls usually have to be really big ones, like a kick in the seat of the pants. That way it gets our attention. Did you ever notice that then we run to the God saying sorry God, please help me. Lucky for us he doesn't say well you didn't pay any attention to me so sorry you have to do this on your own. His mercy is beyond comprehension. His compassion is unfailing. Even when we turn from him he never leaves us. He there waiting to take our hand and lead us with love , mercy and compassion. Why does it take a wake call to shock us into reality? I can't answer that one! All I know is everyday with the way the world is going should be a Wake up call to me. If I don't start my day with God, the day is lost, everything just doesn't fit , or work out the way it would if God walked with me all the way. Thanks for listening to the rantings of a terribly rambling on woman. Ya all have a great day filled with the greatest gifts God has in store for you.