When you really need a break but just can’t get one

I have a verse I wake up with a lot. It’s one of my favorites.

My heart has heard you say, “Come and talk with me.”
And my heart responds, “Lord, I am coming.” (Psalm 27:8 NLT)

And wouldn’t you know it, when I woke up this morning, this verse was the first thing that popped into my head. But since it was only ten minutes to four (yes….that means 3:50 am…the first number was still a 3!) instead of replying “Lord, I’m coming,” I said, “Lord, I’ll catch you in a couple of hours.”

Will you sit still???

I’ve always had a hard time sitting still. I loved to sit on my grandpa Broadway’s lap when I was little. He was a big teddy bear of a man, and I did a great job being still….for about 30 seconds….and then the fidgeting would begin. He was patient, but inevitably he would say, “Will you sit still?!?!” And I tried. I just couldn’t. So I’d have to get down.
Even now…I have a hard time sitting still. You can watch me at church, I fidget. I cross and uncross my legs. I shift in my seat. At home, my favorite places to sit are the rocking chair and the porch swing. Constant motion. But He is whispering….Be Still.

Lord, I can pencil you in next Thursday…

Do you have a favorite scripture verse? I have quite a few, but Psalm 27:8 in the NLT version is one of my favorites!

My heart has heard you say, “Come and talk with me.”
And my heart responds, “Lord, I am coming.”

But lately, my schedule seems to have hijacked my response, and instead of saying, “Lord, I am coming,” my response has turned into, “Lord, let me pencil you in next Thursday for 15 minutes!” Sad, but true. Between work, getting groceries, keeping up with the laundry, running kids to drama and track and youth and homework and dinner and, well, you get the picture……life has gotten kind of out of hand. And I was getting frustrated. I even tried getting up earlier a couple times, but it was like my daughter instinctively knew I wanted to be alone and just woke up too.

Unrealistic expectations…

My husband and I do some pre-marital counseling at the church, and we like to do one whole session on unrealistic expectations in marriage. I know I had them when we got married. I think I still may have one or two lying around. For instance, for the whole first month of our marriage, I got up early and cooked Mikel breakfast. I mean eggs and bacon, biscuits, and sometimes even hashbrowns…the whole 9 yards. I thought that’s what a “good wife” did. After about a month of it, he kindly told me, “Ummm, I don’t really like to eat breakfast!” He never said he wanted a hot breakfast every day, and I never asked. So I went to all that trouble and took all that time and put all that pressure on myself based on an unrealistic expectation of what a good wife was. Sometimes we set expectations for ourselves when it comes to God no one could ever live up to….
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