Prodigal: The beach is nice today.
Me: I would agree.
God loves us. You have heard that before? Have you accepted it? You have? Well what about right now, in this day, when you are too busy and the stress has increased.
Yesterday was busy. You know the kinda of busy that has your mind racing with your feet. It seems at times that you might not be able to catch up to the run around quickness all around you.
What do you forget to do when demands have surrounded the air that you find yourself in? Do you forget to sit down. Maybe you forget bathroom breaks. Or you might be the person who forgets where they put things.
I will get carried away with the day and not make myself time to sit down and eat. How long does it really take to eat? I quick bar can take about 2 minutes to chew in small enough bites to swallow. Some of y’all probably are laughing and saying, I can eat in 30 seconds while combing my hair and put a shirt on my child. I am impressed, because I have not figured that out yet. So here comes the days of rushing, moving, constant motion that will develop with no food.
Do I work better with food in my stomach and fuel for my cells. Yes, I do. Have I made the mistake of not taking time to eat and then feeling drained, sluggish, and developing a headache. Yes, too many times to really count. You know how we are. We know things. We have read them, been told them, we have even told others the same, and yet we have not figured out how to add it completely in our own lives.
So I have no idea how it all creep up on me. But before I knew it I was busy every second of the day yesterday that lasted for several hours. No breaks and constant phone calls, emails, talking with others and sorting through what needs to be done now and what can wait. At this point your probably wondering how did it go?
Well, praise God that I don’t try to do this completely empty but I had started my day at home with God in quiet time and then started my work day with God in prayer at the office.
I had some spiritual refreshing. Some spiritually fuel for the day. So physically I was running on low close to crashing and I had to reach out toward the spiritual. I prayed before and during the session. Lord help me to be present, help me to speak your truth and Lord help me be used by you.
God loves me. God really does. Because even though I was not doing all the things I should. Even though I was stacking my schedule too packed. Even though I did not take a break for my own physically renewal. The Lord gave me that strength. Did this have anything to do with me? Of course not. God allowed me to speak His words and guide His children.
God did not scold me that day. He allowed me to continue to minister. He allowed himself to be shown. I was able to share the gospel with one and the another one had a break through and some tears of joy and conversation was exchanged.
How could that happen? I was not doing everything I know I was suppose too. I was barely able to silence the throbbing in my head from lack of food. Should I not focus on making sure I have the list of what I need to do before going to God for help. I need to offer God a list of goodness before He will show up. Well, I use to think that . Now, I know I can go to Him, no matter what state I am in.
God loves me because it is in the small and big ways that he helps me in a busy day. He helps guide me. He will not leave me alone. The burden does not weight me down. No the burden is shared with the Lord. I know that He will help me. He will help others.
I receive a thanks.
I Praise the Lord.
I take 10 seconds to say a silent prayer. Lord thank you for showing up again and taking the burden.
God loves me. Yes, that is what I have accepted. Have you?
And you were dead in the trespasses and sins in which you once walked, following the course of this world, following the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that is now at work in the sons of disobedience–among whom we all once lived in the passions of our flesh, carrying out the desires of the body and the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, like the rest of mankind.
Jennifer Van Allen