"Bring Me the sacrifice of your time; a most precious commodity. In this action-addicted world, few of My children take time to sit quietly in My Presence. But for those who do, blessings flow like streams of living water. I, the One from whom all blessings flow, am also blessed by our time together." (Jesus Calling)
Our summer has been so very full - two trips to Colorado for conferences, with a week-long reunion here at our home sandwiched in between the two trips. All wonderful things.
But life has a way of crowding out what is most important, and I have needed to make a special effort to carve out quiet moments, to spend time in the Word, and to listen. Every day, His Spirit within, walking with us through all our moments - and I also need concentrated time with Him to keep my perspective. Especially these past few weeks, as I have needed to prepare my heart for saying good-bye to our youngest son.
Born for adventure, he will be traveling through Europe and Asia for the next nine months. One would think that this mother of six (and grama of nine) would get used to this "letting go". But I am finding that I am needing to hold on to God more tightly with each season of life. And as our son starts out on his adventure, I am sensing that I am also starting out on an adventure of learning to trust God in deeper ways than before.
And I almost missed sitting by these streams of living water this past Tuesday evening after we had our sweet, but tearful good-byes at the airport. I almost reached for my laptop when we returned home. But, instead, I reached for my journal and for the Word. I read the words in Ephesians 6 (where I am up to in my reading-through-the-Bible-plan), and I wrote in my journal the words that were refreshing me, the words that were giving me perspective and peace. Reminding me to take the position of prayer. And trust. And confidence in His "mighty power". Streams of living water for this mother who has a tendency to worry.
I am finding that the act of writing the words in my journal is an exercise of slowing me down to really listen. As I am writing, truths will reach out and grab my heart and my mind - deep meanings and perspective that I would have missed if I just quickly read over the verses.
Loving Lord, how we need You. And how we long for intimacy with You, our Creator, through all the days of our lives. Thank You for making a way for deepest connection, through Jesus. And thank You for Your unfailing love for me, a mom who just said good-bye to a son.
"For His unfailing love toward those who fear Him
is as great as the height of the heavens above the earth."
(Psalm 103:11 NLT)
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