My post today is intended for me, myself and I. I’ve been known to fly off the handle from time to time. I don’t do it often, but when I do, it’s time to put my own thinking to bed, be willing to listen, hold my tongue and trust that God has everything under control.
When the world is so filled with distress – with the noise of division and anger – with violence becoming the only way to be noticed, it becomes necessary for me to go to my prayer closet and reach out to the only One who can solve the dilemmas of this time and place. There is absolutely nothing that my insignificant voice can say or do that will make a bit of difference. It could stir things up even more. It could create tension among friends. It could make me look like a fool.
The things going on right now are out of my control. My faith in our system of government is waning. My trust in the media has bit the dust. My own feelings about growing old and dying begin to consume me. All of this is happening. not because I have lost faith in my Creator, but because of all the outside noise occurring every day. I still remain confident that God is in control.
I have a couple days to be alone. I have a view out my window that many would call lovely. The birds have sought sanctuary at our bird feeder and with the advent of a new kind of seed, the squirrels seem not to enjoy. They still gather below to vacuum any remnants of the existing seeds that fell before the feeder was refilled. The only sounds I hear are the distant trains rumbling across the tracks and the lack of heavy traffic on the interstate, because it’s opening weekend for deer hunting. The weather this week has been wonderful, with temperatures in the 70s. Birds chirp. I can hear he sound of the furnace as it kicks in when the thermostat requires. I can hear my breathing and if I try hard I can feel my heart beating. The stillness is a chance for me to focus on the blessings that fill my life, rather than dwelling on the negative influences surrounding me.
Dear, Father, God,
You are my confidence and sure defense;
My heart is blessed, my soul is given rest,
I trust your Word, the promises you keep.
I thank you for a night of quiet sleep.
I look to you for everything I need,
I know that your strong hand will intercede,
Let me return to quiet peace again,
Prepare me for the noise that enters in.
Renew me with your calming, healing love,
Give comfort of a new world up above,
Through all my days when trials come my way,
Remind me of the price that you did pay.
Give me a heart of deep humility,
From sin and death I know you set me free,
Defend me with your all consuming rod
Let me be still and know that you are God. Amen!