May 13, 2014
Good morning Lord.
Been awhile since I have written. Feels like it anyways. But I feel rejuvenated - more ready to come and be with You without counting the minutes and trying to make this one "count."
We have been busy - too busy - but there's light at the end of the tunnel and I can feel our boat beginning to turn around (if that isn't an awful mix of metaphors - I don't know what is).
I think maybe the fact we're planning a vacation - maybe I finally got some sleep last night - maybe just today I feel past the hump of activities planned and now it's just getting through each day of this week one day at a time.... I'm not sure - just more ready to take on the world, not merely survive it.
Psalm 121
Been needing a refocus - a "lifting my eyes up" moment. Still feel fractured and scattered mentally - but feel like I am slowly coming together again.
I lift my eyes up to the hills
From where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord
who made heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot be moved;
He who keeps you will not slumber.
Behold, he who keeps Israel
will not slumber nor sleep.
The Lord is your keeper;
The Lord is your shade on your right hand.
The sun shall not strike you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord will keep you from all evil;
He will keep your life.
The Lord will keep your going out and your coming in
from this time forth and forevermore.
On my heart this morning for some reason are all the school teachers who have children looking to them for help.
Father strengthen and help them - may they look to you for strength and shade and deliverance - and commit into Your capable and powerful and loving hands all their kids. May those kids experience some of Your love and care through their teachers - and today Father - may those teachers experience Your love and care for them. You are our great Teacher - good and awesome and brilliant. May our hearts learn.
Settle me Father - back into a rhythm of growth - back into a balance of rest and activity. May I not leave undone those things that should be done- but may I also leave time to be - time to breathe - and live and give thanks.
Here is my day Father. Fresh and laid out before You - may it bring You honor and praise I pray.
And Father - guard me from the anxiety and the panic that sits at my door. The overwhelming list of "need to dos" the daunting questions of "what next??" May I instead seek Your will for the here and now and be on the ready to move when and where Your Spirit leads - even if (especially if) that means to "Be Still." Thank you Father for the blessing of Your love and this time with You.
I love you. Amen.
(Your daughter - Woo)
