God has been pulling me back to the basics lately. Things like vacuuming, ironing, and cooking. I am a relatively good cook, but I don’t like to cook because shortly after spending a couple of hours cooking, then you have to clean it all up too! After I eat, I just want to go and lay down on the couch and chill–out. Oh, how I wish for a dishwasher fairy to surprise me from my slumber with an immaculate kitchen!
He is also urging me to read my Bible without the help of Matthew Henry, Josephus, or online cross-referencing. Just read His Word without the influence and opinion of anyone but Him.
This is challenging for me. I love interesting research – finding the meanings of new words or seeing the same subject with light cascading from a different angle. Reading, and then sitting quietly as understanding rises up from a well deeper and greater than my soul can comprehend.
Why is sitting before the Lord, and disciplining my spiritual ADD so difficult? My eyes roam the room, while on my knees in prayer. “Spider’s web at the base of the desk, lost tennis ball under the couch, cat hair on the couch… Focus, Diane, Focus on God!”
My desk is piled high with books to research for two different studies I would like to write about, and it is in the thick of gathering information that God pulls me away from any information but Him – the One and Only.
He loves well, this God I love. He loves well, this God who loves me more.
“The more words, the less the meaning, and how does that profit anyone?” (Ecclesiastes 6:11 NIV)
Being still before the Lord does not mean, continuously talking and filling His Holy ears with so much of my ranting about life.
Being still, listening to only Him means we can be comfortable in the silence with Him. (tweet this)
And my head relaxes against his shoulders, broad and strong, and I breathe in His presence, and He mine.
This is back to the basics for me with God. This is where I first began with the Lover of my soul – pressing into His presence so gentle, into His love that is fiercely savage, and His fragrance sweet as spring rain, and breathing Him into my life.
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