Monday Manna: I am so grateful to Joanne for this opportunity to share thoughts and inspiration concerning Scripture and God's voice in our lives. He is faithful to show us His heart towards us. We are often so burdened with life that we miss it. At least I am guilty of this; however, He never is harsh with me over my failures.
My heart has heard you say, “Come and talk with me.” And my heart responds, “Lord, I am coming.” Psalm 27:8 (NLT)
The other day I had reached my limit in physical, mental, and emotional strain. My van died on the way home from work on Monday, my husband had his disability hearing on Tuesday – to be told he would now wait another 3-4 weeks for a judgment – and a classroom filled with 25 children, two teachers, and the anticipation of a week’s vacation stirred everyone’s emotions into frenzy.
On Thursday, I was to join a group of ladies for a “secret sister” get-together and share in a little Bible study. Going out that night was not on my top 10 list of things I wanted to do. Exhaustion begged for me to listen. Reason and commitment prodded me to go. I went.
Sitting in my friend’s living room, listening to conversation, left me feeling quite out of place. We were studying “love,” and discussing our relationships with each other and our importance in the body of Christ. So why would I feel like I’m in the wrong place?
After a little while, the hostess invited us to join her in the formal dining room for a little dessert. Again, I sat at her table, surrounded by ladies, staring at the gorgeous red and white decorations, and feeling utterly alone.
It was then that I heard Him. “Come talk with Me.”
I recognized that voice. He has spoken to me often in the stillness of my soul. I could feel the ache of my heart as it cried out in answer, “I’m coming!”
After excusing myself, I gathered my belongings and left the house, got into my van and drove the thirty minutes it takes to get home. During that time, I visited with my Lord. I cried. I sang. I talked. And I listened. His presence filled that tiny space as we spent time together.
It wasn’t until I followed my heart’s cry and my Lord’s invitation that I began to feel refreshed and new energy grow within my spirit. This reminds me of Matthew 11:28: “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” (NIV)
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This brought me to tears, Karlene. Thank for for sharing it—so, so true.
ReplyDeleteSooo beautiful. I could feel your need for Him, and your relief when you heard and answered Him. Thank you SO much for joining us, my dear Karls.
ReplyDeleteI've been there, Karlene - alone in a crowd of people. I've gotten away like that before and was ministered to by God. It's awesome, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteLove you and love visiting you at your new home:) It's so cool;)
There's just some spots only He can fill.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ladies. When reading this, I am transported back to the van and realize how amazing His love is. :)
ReplyDeleteIn His presence.... sometimes the only place to be, isn't it? Thanks for sharing your heart in this piece and reminding me that it is past time to go and "sit in my Dad's lap"...
ReplyDeleteAmen, Marijo! I listen far less than I ought; often catching myself brushing His voice aside with the "I can handle it" attitude. Why, oh why do I do that when I know the beauty of His presence? Discipline and humility is a definite need in my heart.
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