My Cape Cod getaway was wonderful. I have just returned and want to share a bit of my heart from my weekend away:
Friday May 19, 2011
I am here, Lord—I come into your presence and ask for your forgiveness; I fall short every day, not spending time with you—in your word, in prayer and listening for your voice. I have come apart to be with you; show me what I need to focus on this weekend…
I love your word—I’ve not experienced the sweet times consistently in awhile; too busy; too rushed; too many distractions. Draw me back to your presence, Father, so I may drink deeply. Fill my cup, Lord.
“My soul thirsts for God, for the Living God.” Psalm 42:2
I come, Lord. So thirsty.
Thank you for the glimpses of sunshine. Thank you that the rain has stopped. Thank you for the kind breeze—it is your whispers I’m listening for. I must listen past the buzz saw of life—the forever drone of its distractions. Help me instead, to focus on the cardinal’s call, “I’m here. Look up to find me in the budding branches of spring.” In it I hear the Master say, I have a message budding within you—my words—my voice—my call to you. Listen and look up…
As the buzz saw fades, I hear the birds speak:
Believe in me. Believe in my love. Come. Come to me.
I know that you love me, Lord. I believe.
I know you have called.
I come.
Ready to receive your words
Speak, Lord, for I am listening
Waves roll
Gentle laps
Tickling the shore
Bringing cool refreshment
Your waves of love
Roll over me
I am refreshed
Thanks for coming along with me,
Jeanne
