Friends, sometimes I just need to write
Without worrying if it’s right or not.
And am blessed beyond measure
To find a place to do just that
Over at Lisa-Jo’s.
So I will join others and write unabashedly
for five minutes time.
On one word alone:
My mind whirls as my ears try to decide what to focus on. The dryer’s hum, my 4 year-old’s drum, the tap of my thumb…and I laugh at myself for speaking in Seuss. Yet again.
It’s the third time I’ve stepped on that lego man. The sixth time I’ve answered the same question. The eight hundreth time I’ve responded to that three letter name of mine I hold so dear. The one I swore I would never grow tired of hearing.
It’s not even noon.
And I’m tired and overwhelmed. And the laundry pile never depletes. And no matter how hard I try, I can’t hear Him. The One that makes the ache go away. Father, I know You’re there….please hold me.
I set down the pile of books, kick the laundry basket out of view, and sink down into the chaise warmed by the sun. Eyes closed, palms open, I wait.
My mind calms as my ears focus in on the silence. And I feel Him accept my embrace.
Child, do you see it? Passed the dishes and the spills. Over the laundry and mound of legos. Do you see it? Just beyond the particulars? It’s Me. Here I am waiting. For you. Come sit and we’ll visit. Forget the to-do list. I’ll show you what matters. And what doesn’t, give it to Me. Leave it here. Just beyond the particulars.
How about you? What is just beyond for you? I’d love to hear.
Thanks for sharing your time with me.
Say, are we friends on Facebook? I’d love to be…