My life seems out of my control....at least it does in my head. There are a million things I should be doing - but I am choosing to write on my much neglected blog. There will always be a 'horizonful' of things to be done, but they are not all mine to do.
However, I can allow them to leave me feeling deflated and over whelmed. The month of January brings blues for me...I am like a balloon with a tiny hole, slowly running out of holiday zeal and leftover energy. My house is silent and dusty...a cave for hibernation. This is not good, you know.
A couple of weeks ago, Tommy and I were in a wreck. The fault was not ours but, boo boos happen either way. We are thankful no one was really hurt, except my car which will survive after a few weeks in the repair shop. My air bag and seat belt left bruises, but I am on the mend. I try not to ask why things happen...well, at least not out loud. God is sovereign over all and He will always do what is best for me and I find that comforting.
"Come, let us return to the LORD; for he has torn us, that he may heal us; he has struck us down and he will bind us up." Hosea 6:1
Everything that happens to me has a purpose. Sometimes it is hard to see and some things I may never understand, but faith in God and our Lord Jesus sustains me in the rough places.
God would rather have my love than any sacrifice I might hold before Him. He wants my heart.
"For I desire steadfast love and not sacrifice, the knowledge of God rather than burnt offerings." Hosea 6:6
I lost my mojo, my 'get up and go', my game...for a while. But with my face toward the Lord and my spirit refreshed, I am up for all He calls me to do. It is time to get busy.
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