There are times when life is so different, so time consuming for the moments that we pray it is only a parenthesis. But is there ever really a parenthesis –it is just the journey.
After three years of living like gypsies, we are moving and will be settled in a permanent place–well, as permanent as possible on this journey.
The work, the decision making–what to do when –all takes it toll on the soft gentle moments of life.
And I am lost!!
I find no time for reflection–for an hour to sit “at the Master’s feet”; there is no time for star-gazing or walking slowly through the flowers!
Yesterday I was momentarily suspended when a large bright yellow butterfly brushed past me and a whispered “I am here”– one of those le petit bonheur moments, and I sensed a calmness in His presence.
Oh, He knows and He is waiting.
It is much like the times when Tom had to be away for days–before cell phones! I did not hear his voice every day, could not walk and talk with him–just missed his presence in my days. BUT I knew he still loved me. He missed me, and I missed him.
In these days of frantic busyness, the Father’s presence is constant. I know that—But I miss those hours of focus with him, and He misses me! I want that sweet touch in my mornings.
This morning I did slip away for precious minutes; as I read Psalm 15, I was encouraged that those that “may dwell in your sanctuary and live on your holy hill” are not given a list of scheduled time requirements but of simple obedience in matters of the mind, the tongue and hands.
Packing in His presence–today!
Dear beautiful Barbara, How I love you and your friend ship. Thank you so much also for sharing this amazing journey. We are with you and Tom in our prayers as you pack and move.
All our love and hugs Mette and Dave xxx God bless you both XX
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