by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor
Life moving at full throttle.
Even the cars traveling I-40 on that crisp February afternoon mirrored our chaotic lives.
Couple this frenzy with a depleted spirit, fragile emotions, and worn-out body and you will find me – a woman going through the motions trying desperately to follow the Lord and His plan.
Dependent solely on Him.
I lay my head against the headrest and, closing my eyes, I tried to relax. At last, Marcie and I exited I-40. Fighting for an opportunity to turn left in oncoming traffic echoed the chaos once again. But then … THEN …
We passed through the gates at The Cove, Billy Graham’s Retreat Center in Asheville, NC. Without a doubt, we were on sacred ground – ground and facilities dedicated to the glory of God, ground and facilities prayed over and visited by thousands of children of God every year. There is no doubt the Spirit of God dwells richly at The Cove. His Presence is tangible. His peace attainable.
And oh how I needed His peace.
Marcie and I were there to attend The Asheville Christian Writers Conference/Boot Camp. But, like our Jewish brothers and sisters say, “Man makes plans and God just laughs!” Our plans were to study hard, network sincerely, and capture every moment of a delightful weekend with other writers.
But God’s purpose was for me to capture Him once again – to let His living waters flow over and through my broken places, to offer my shattered heart to Him with thanksgiving for His faithfulness and promise to restore.
After dinner we gathered for a keynote speaker and worship. The music began to soar and my heart began to melt. I’ve always loved worship – I’ve even led it during different seasons of my life. Little did I know that my Father in heaven was about to chisel away at the hard places that had formed over the past year.
Wonderful, merciful Savior
Precious Redeemer and Friend
Who would have thought that a Lamb
Could rescue the souls of men
Oh, You rescue the souls of men
Spirit we long to embrace
You offer hope when our hearts have
Hopelessly lost our way
Oh, we’ve hopelessly lost our way
You are the One we adore
You give the healing and grace
Our hearts always hunger for
Oh, our hearts always hunger for…
A Tweetable to Encourage Others
Where is God when my heart loses its way? @NanJonesAuthor offers a glimpse. (click to tweet)