I sat up late and listened to the pounding rain... quiet house... just me, the rain, my thoughts, and Jesus.
Cloudy and quiet morning today. The kind I just love.
The theme running in my head and my heart for days now is simple:
"Be still and know that I am God."
How often do you stop -- really stop -- and be still? How often do you quiet your racing mind, push all thoughts out of your head except one -- Him?
I know how often I rush by Him, even shove Him aside because other things claim my attention and my energy, and there's simply no time left to ponder Him.
What a mistake. No wonder I end up dry and tired and discouraged.
Today, stop. Find a quiet place. Be still. He is God, and He is our loving Father. He waits.