Ever need a respite?
An expanse of time to disconnect from the online pulse
and instead connect in quiet with the Source.
I am feeling the tiniest bit chewed around the edges.
Perhaps the Olympic thrill of victory and the agony of defeat
coupled with its late nights have taken a toll.
A summer that hasn’t slowed as I envisioned.
Box fans losing the war and can no longer cool daily hot air.
I often wonder if I spend more time updating my status
than letting the Lord update me on what He is doing.
I am going to type less and listen more.
I pray the same for you…
may you find sweet patches of peace,
full uninterrupted sleep,
cold drinks savored rather than gulped,
spaces where words are unneeded,
quiet allowing His presence to invade
your soul as if for the first time and yet
way down deeper.
The blessed reality is something will bloom
beneath the jagged leaves.
I just know it!
Be back soon…enough!