I haven’t had a day off in too long… My room, my house, and my diet for the past week have been screaming at me. Last night I finally made it to the grocery store to by real live foods. I made vegetable soup and juiced organic carrot juice and green lemonade this morning. 4 loads of laundry, one bathroom, and one kitchen attacked, all the while a still, small voice, said, “rest”.
After this next thing, I kept telling that very patient small voice. Finally, I was vacuuming my room, and the circuit blew. All the power went out for my side of the house. I searched the garage and my roommates closets for the breaker with no luck.
Fine, I’ll sit with you, still small voice, for awhile.
I left the vacuum in the middle of the room, and grabbed my journal and Bible. I felt Him say, I want to tell you who you are. I want to define you. I want to be the loudest voice in your life.
Hmm, so much talking, but how often to I forget to listen to the voice that matters the most?
Four pages in the journal later, with a hand that couldn’t write fast enough, I was amazed.
How often I forget to “be still and know that He is God (Psalm 46:10)”. He is the wisest. He is the best. He is for me. He wants to talk too.
He doesn’t like to be left out.
He “makes her (me) secure forever” (Psalm 48:10).
He is my anchor, and I don’t ever want to leave Him out.
Dear Jesus, thank you for reminding me of all this through the breaker going out. I love you so much. Amen.