My first thought this morning is that it is so hard to write a blog post when you are on the road, but I think that it is more than that. As I sit in the relative quiet of a strange room, in the not-so-early morning, I think it is more the not connecting with God in this way that is the most missed ingredient of the day.
Sure, there are the snatched moments of prayer, even the time spent in worship in a church that is not home, but it is not like the quiet hour or so of directed energy toward God, His Will and His Way.
I look forward to those times of meditation and of writing my thoughts, because they seem to center my life in the place where He wants me to be, but it is hard with the change of venues most days, and the fatigue of constant doing and travel.
So I am thankful for this morning, with its maybe small window of opportunity, and I pray that God will meet me here and acknowledge my effort, that I at least tried to take time to seek Him, and I thank Him for what I have received from it. Maybe nothing profound, but He has shown me that my desire for all of this comes from Him, and I can look forward to longer times if He gives them to me.
It is not a "thank goodness I got something in this day and will not have to feel guilty about not having a quiet time" thing, but just a simple feeling of knowing that my need and desire for fellowship is right and is a good thing. I know He and I are on the same page about that, anyway.
Time snatched out of a busy schedule? Maybe not the amount of time that I really want, but even this has the sense of " I understand and I hear you and love you through this also".
And that speaks to me.
And I am thankful for that.
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