|Photo: Mary Lynch|
Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up,
left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed.
Quiet time. We long for it. Crave it. Desire it.
When we know the One who ushers quietness into our souls,
we long for the peace that passes all understanding.
So, why is it that somehow, some days, perhaps weeks, we find ourselves running on empty?
Feeling edgy, parched, frustrated and a little less than grateful, in our day to day life we snap, curse and wonder where God is in all of this that we are going through.
But it is not God who has moved, friend.
We are busy; distracted.
The morning brings chores, early demands
and seasonal adventures during the Summer days.
It's so easy to let that "quiet time" set apart for the Lord, dwindle.
Later, we think. In the afternoon I will sit with Him.
But the afternoon comes, and unexpected opportunities.
Our Bible sits, untouched.
Tonight for sure, Lord, we silently promise.
But night brings laughter, dinner and sweet family closeness.
Fatigue becomes exhaustion after a blessed day.
He has been faithful, again.
It is His character.
But have we?
But He Himself would often slip away to the wilderness and pray.
And it was at this time that He went off to the mountain to pray,
and He spent the whole night in prayer to God.
Lord, You are Faithful.
I praise you that there is no other God but You.
Lord, teach us to be faithful, to seek out time alone with you,
to pray, read your Word and listen for your voice.
To not neglect or forsake the lonely places
for they lead to intimacy
In Jesus name, Amen.
Dedicated to my dear friend Lauree: I miss our times together-
looking forward to coffee together, soon!