Lord, I’m striving. I can feel it in my frustration; I can feel it in my fatigue. Help me get off the gerbil wheel and abide in You once again.
In Your presence is where I want to be. I want to dwell in Your secret place with You and rest in the knowledge of who You are.
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Lord, I’m so tense. Everything feels balled up in a tight knot — it’s awful! I feel like the gerbil racing inside her wheel running incessantly trying to avoid an internal explosion.
You keep speaking to me about striving…
I want to step out of the boat and walk toward You, but the waves are slapping against me. The sky is dark and threatening, and the wind howls at me with its taunts and mockery. And rather than being courageous and full of faith, I want to cover my eyes and weep and make it all go away.
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by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor Queen Anne’s Lace swayed in the gentle breeze...
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by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor I came in from work tonight frazzled and weary, with my...
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by Nan Jones I rocked back and forth on the porch swing, the simple rhythm soothing my spirit,...
Read MoreThe air felt sticky. Blazing hot. I rocked on the porch swing trying to cool off. My porch – my swing – seems to be a place I can find solitude with the Lord. As I rocked back and forth, He brought something to my...
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