It appears we've hit the time in the month-long blog series where the days seem to be shorter than they were earlier in the month! I'm feeling a little short on sleep, which leads to the need to be short on writing. Or, we could chalk it up to me maybe learning that I have to prioritize some things over the blog, even though I'd love to spend more time pontificating here. Whatever the reason, I gotta get this body into bed soon!
Tiredness definitely contributed to having a very emotional quiet time yesterday morning. Sunday evening Colin and I had touched base about what we needed to be thinking about for our trip to Rwanda. I woke up Monday short on sleep with that on my brain, lots of toys to step over on the floor, and only about three square inches of visible kitchen counter, just the right size to place a coffee cup for filling. I love that morning coffee!
I sat with my cup, bible and journal, all cozied up in the corner of the couch, and let my soul pour out to the Lord. Then the tears started. Goodness, I was worried I was going to cry all day! For a little while, praying about things made me feel more anxious than at peace, but slowly, like the lifting of morning fog, the tension began to lift. Then as I often do when moving from prayer to Scripture reading, I asked the Lord to speak to me by his Word.
I had finished reading through a couple of the Gospels over Lent and wasn't sure what to read. My inclination was to hit the Psalms and Proverbs for the day's date. I got the date wrong and read Psalm 20 on the 21st, and was interrupted by grace.
1 May the Lord answer you when you are in distress; may the name of the God of Jacob protect you.2 May he send you help from the sanctuary and grant you support from Zion.3 May he remember all your sacrifices and accept your burnt offerings.4 May he give you the desire of your heart and make all your plans succeed.5 May we shout for joy over your victory and lift up our banners in the name of our God.May the Lord grant all your requests.6 Now this I know: The Lord gives victory to his anointed.He answers him from his heavenly sanctuary with the victorious power of his right hand.7 Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God.8 They are brought to their knees and fall, but we rise up and stand firm.9 Lord, give victory to the king! Answer us when we call!
Woah! Got the message loud and clear - God answers when we call.
As if to drive the message home, the Good Lord also provided time for Colin and me to talk before children descended upon us, a friend emailed some great words of encouragement, and Pandora sang me, I Surrender All.
Got the message Lord! You love and care for me. You want your children to cry out to You, to love You, and to love one another. How sweet the taste of the Word in our world-wearied senses. How tender God's mercies to us through His Word, especially when He so specifically addresses us for His glory!
Interrupted by grace yet again. I never gets old.