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“Direct my steps…”

It’s been a difficult week for the most part.

Circumstances required me to drive South and back on Saturday.

It was a good trip.

I was blessed to spend time with my mother and some other friends.

Since then I’ve been struggling.

My health is still such that I can get worn down easily.

I was thankful to attend church Sunday, but I spent most of the day in bed.

Monday I was able to complete my needed tasks, but it was by God’s grace alone.

Tuesday the kids insisted on my returning to bed.

Wednesday I spent part of the afternoon in bed.

Finally, yesterday, I was able to go all day without needing to just quit.

I was moving very slowly and had many breaks, but I was thrilled to be able to function all day long.

And it was yesterday morning when I realized what had happened.

My week had been a struggle due to my attitude, not my health.

I’d been frustrated and forcing everything.

Because my health was fighting me, I thought I had to fight everything else.

As I woke to greet another day my emotions were jumbled up with doubts and fears.

When I was striving to do what I thought was needed, I had stopped leaning on the Lord’s help.

The answer to my struggle was in prayer.

My prayer time had been slowly converting to almost totally prayer for others.

These last few weeks, it’s happened very gradually, I’ve spent more and more time just praying for others.

Nothing wrong with that.

Yet, my communion with Jesus had become so focused on the needs of those around me that my relationship with Jesus was starving.

When this truth hit me, I made a choice.

No matter what my schedule, I’m spending some time with Jesus, just talking with Him, time to hear from Him.

And my day was so much better for it.

No matter how my body is functioning, if my heart is solid on Jesus, if I’ve heard from Him, then my day is better.

As always, scripture has blessed me this morning:

“Direct my steps by Your word,

And let no iniquity have dominion over me.

Redeem me from the oppression of man,

That I may keep Your precepts.

Make Your face shine upon Your servant,

And teach me Your statues.”

Psalm 119:133-135

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You for reminding me of what is truly important. No matter my schedule or my health I never want to neglect time just with You. Please continue to help me learn Your Word and hide it in my heart that I might not fall into sin. Please continue to hone my character and help me to love like You do. Thank You for Your faithfulness. How great and awesome You truly are!

Quietly before the Lord

Anne made this for me and I love it.

All these photos are places which hold dear memories for me of the lovely people of that country.

And I’m so thankful to God for so many wonderful godly people He has placed in our lives.

Just this morning while in prayer I received four texts from different people all checking on me and our family.

Each one praying for us.

And it is in prayer I’ve found the strength to smile through all these trials.

As I spoke with the Lord I was thanking Him for our times of talk.

I was thanking Him for how close I know He is.

For the blessings He has granted me throughout this long path.

I thanked Him for these wonderful times of quiet prayer each morning.

My heart was soft and my ears open to Him.

Without your illness, you wouldn’t have taken the time for prayer.

-ooh my!-

“Really Lord?!”

But He didn’t need to answer.

I’ve been told many times: You’re a doer.

And it’s true.

I see my life as valuable through what I can point to as my accomplishments.

I know it’s not where my value lies, but I’m always looking for the next thing to do.

This illness has stripped me of the ability to do.

I have had to surrender all my ideas, plans, and even dreams into the hands of God.

And instead I have received the blessings of quietness before the Lord.

To simply sit and listen for His voice, His plan, and His Word.

To be given value from Him and to feel security in His love is so much greater than anything I have done.

To have the privilege of discourse with the Almighty every day has been incredible.

Prayer and quiet time have taken on a depth and comfort beyond expression.

I’m so grateful to God for it.

These past two years have been some of the most difficult times in our family’s history and they are not over.

But I praise God for them.

Because quietness before the Lord has become my ordinary instead of my unusual.

Stepping backward

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I was privileged to watch two toddlers for an entire day recently.

As the morning wore into afternoon,
I began to think about “quiet time”.

When our children were toddlers we tried hard never to miss quiet time.

I was strong in my desire to teach our children how to slow down,
to be able to enjoy a good book,
to rest their tired bodies,
to tell Jesus about their day,
and to learn to listen in the quiet.

So we normally would cuddle on the couch with at least one book I read a loud, then I would tell them it was time to get on their beds and although they didn’t have to sleep, they had to be quiet till the timer went off.

As each of our children grew,
and school became priority,
I tried to hold on to the idea of seeking the Lord but at bedtime and before driving to school.

I still encourage the kids to read but we don’t fit all together on the couch any longer.

They still love the books we read before and the younger ones pick them up but I haven’t read to them in a while.

Normally I read textbooks a loud and instructions and the cookbook.

So I smiled wistfully as I searched the shelves for some of our favorite read a loud books.

I chose a few and cuddled on a chair with a fuzzy blanket and a sweet two year old and stepped backwards into a time I shall always hold precious.