This morning I didn't hit the snooze button. I dragged my tired body and my warm blanket into another room and sat with my journal and Bible. It had been a long time since I'd cracked open either book. Sure - I read my Bible on my phone grabbing a fast sip full of truth in between sorting my junk mail, pursuing Instagram and catching up on my Noom tasks. But to actually sit in a chair with my Bible and pause and pray? I don't slow down that often.
I've got a big list of things to accomplish this year. Books to read (36 ones I've been given or purchased, 100 total). Some weight to lose (those pesky last 5 pounds). My art class to finish (10 drawings to go). Several LARGE tasks at work (just keep swimming). But the sermon yesterday reminded me that none of it matters save a commitment to being in the word and following what it says.
So I dragged my body into my chair and this is what met me there.
"For I am the Lord your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear. I will help you." Isaiah 41;13
My right hand is the one that writes all my lists. What I use to keep track of things. With it I do do do always keep doing. And it makes me tired.
And God promises to slow me down, to take my hand, to comfort me like a child, to go my speed and to help me. Oh goodness. What a great verse.
I love Jesus. I think my two daughters can change the world. I think you can too.
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