I have some really bad habits. The most visible one is that I bite my nails. I have tried to stop for most of my life, but it somehow fails every time. Nice nails is my dream, but today the dream looks unobtainable.
I have some good habits too. I exercise regularly for example. A bad habit is that I worry too much. A good habit is that I write blogs.
The other day I read a very inspiring article in a newspaper. It was about holy habits. It got me thinking about my holy habits, and I realized that I don’t have too many of those. The author of the article (Per Arne Dahl) has similar issues as I do (except, of course, his issues are more mature). He talked about getting into fights with the people we love, about sending sms while we drive, about working out too little. I am guilty of this and more.
I have been thinking about how much harder it is to develop holy habits than it is to develop bad ones. Why is that? Why is it so much easier to develop a habit of reading too much Facebook than it is to read the classics? Why, if I know it is so good for me, don’t I spend time in the morning reading the Bible and meditating on the words there? Why is it so much easier to turn on the computer and go straight for the news and the emails, although I don’t like either? Why is it so much harder to get into shape than out of shape?
Erik From said: “There is something strange with us people. We continue with our lives like have always lived, although it brings us no joy.”
Perhaps it is because the good habits are so important for us, and they will build us up, release energy, bind us together in community with others. The bad habits do nothing except tear us down, inside and outside. The good habits give good fruits and the bad ones bad fruit. I don’t know of anyone who would disagree.
So I have thought about working more on my holy habits these days. Ask me in some months how I am doing!
The world needs good habits! I am tired of all the self-centeredness and all the phony. I am tired of all the greed and all the cowards. The cowards may be the ones that get under my skin the most. They are the ones who follow the crowd and don’t dare speak up against injustice and unrighteousness. They are the ones who keep doing the wrong thing although they know it is wrong, and who are afraid to do what is right just because that may cost them something they don’t want to lose.
Do you want to join me in a campaign to get people into holy habits?
PS. I read that the word Holy actually means: “To be separated from,” or “that which is separated from.” Or it can mean “that which makes a difference.” I don’t know Greek, so don’t challenge me on this, but I like the definition anyhow.