Do you sometimes feel like you’re in a cloud of fog…just like the fog of yellow pollen I saw outside this past weekend?
We can’t hold our breath forever. We don’t want to breathe it in but we have to at some point. We have to be, in order to breathe, and to just be, we need to make time to listen. But during times when we need to the most, we don’t. The to-do list gets longer and our life purposes get foggier.
Praying, asking to breathe in fresh clarity and wisdom and breath out peace and direction.
“God, listen to me shout, bend an ear to my prayer. I call out, ‘Guide me up High Rock Mountain!’ You’ve always given me breathing room, a place to get away from it all, a lifetime pass to your safe-house, an open invitation as your guest. You’ve always taken me seriously, God, made me welcome among those who know and love you.”
Psalm 61:1–5 (MSG)
Taking a break this week with blogging, and praying in the midst of this time off, that there will be moments where the fog lifts and the beauty underneath it all can be seen.
Still counting those joys that God so freely gives:
#1319 watching birds build their nest
#1320 seeing grandfather taking his grandson for a stroller ride on a beautiful spring day
#1321 my book reviewer…thanks Barb!
#1322 the unknown tulip in our natural area that opened out
#1323 opened up a little bit of vulnerability
#1324 opened a cabinet to start making dinner
#1325 dogwood flowers opening out
#1326 the reminder of the cross when looking at a dogwood flower
#1327 visit with life-long friend and her family…very last minute
#1328 completed and ordered book I made for 93 year-young gentleman
#1329 received an email of Romans 15:13 at just.when.I.needed it
#1330 the surprise gift from my sister-in-law…a joy ring! Thank you Jake!
#1331 daughter reading book on a blanket on the beautiful spring afternoon
#1332 Son (who plays defense) scored a goal at the soccer game!
#1333 the CD that skipped repeating “I’ll always love you, always love you.’