I was talking with Bri this morning about how it seems that since the new guy came along, it’s been so much harder to focus on the disciplines of our faith right now, like spending time in God’s word as well as prayer.  We’ve had the floods of praise and giving glory to God for all the amazing miracles that have happened along this journey, but the overwhelming time-crunch that is having a newborn has rattled my disciplines quite a bit.  It kind of reminded me of a truth I’ve always known and try to remind those that are trying to live for God.  Discipline is not opportunistic.  When we say in our heads things like “when I get a chance” or “when the right time comes up” then more often then not our disciplines fall by the wayside.  This is true in life, and even more true in the spiritual realm.  Our adversary will constantly try to flood us with justifications, busy-ness, fatigue, discouragement, distraction and the like.  Discipline lives up to it’s definition.  It takes some to have some.  It’s easy to believe the lie that “well in a few weeks Caleb will be a little older so then it’ll be easier.”  I’ve talked to enough parents and am enough of a realist to know that there will always be challenges that bend our normal plans and life.  I hope to be disciplined within the joys and storms and set a good example for my son one day.