We’ve started the day with hemp hearts wrapped in cheese while the thunder and rain arrive. Oreo’s comfort is in getting close and quiet. Mine is the sound of rain on the roof and a reading to ponder. These canine companions! God knew we needed the creatures, and they must also need us.
I limit the news to what is necessary and seek, instead, that which does not change with circumstance. Today these words lodge deep
God I’m not trying to rule the roost,
I don’t want to be king of the mountain.
I haven’t meddled where I have no business or fantasized grandiose plans.
I’ve kept my feet on the ground, I’ve cultivated a quiet heart.
Like a baby content in its mother’s arms, my soul is a baby content.
Wait, Israel, for GOD. Wait with hope.
Hope now; hope always.
– Psalm 131 (THE MESSAGE)
I’m a visionary so I think it may be too easy for me to think of “grandiose plans”. I don’t ever want to lose vision, and I never want vision to be outside of what God is doing. A confession and a prayer!
Lord, give me a heart that is content following wherever and however you lead. I am yielding; making space for you. Help me to always cultivate a heart that is yielded to you. Help us all to yield to you. Amen.