Daily Archives: September 24, 2003

Quotable quote

Gavenagain has a quote from Karen Bennit that addresses some of the feelings another person at Gate Crashers and myself were having about responsibilities for children.  Sometimes what we see needing to be done and what we feel adequate to do don’t seem to be within our scope of capability.  God help us!  There is so much we see needing to be done but it is frightening when we start to look and realize what we are or could be getting ourselves into.  Do we ever need courage and guidance!

The comments section of this entry have some great quotes as well.

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Dehydration

I become too busy.  I know I do but there is always something waiting to be done.  Being too busy is very hard on my relationship with my God.  Of course he does not become less available to me but I rush past opportunities to spend time with him – like a marathon runner who doesn’t take the time to drink the water offered to him along the way.  As my spirit becomes dehydrated from lack of time and closeness with God, I become weaker and less able to deal with all the challenges of my life.

After the last several hectic days, I have felt a bit dehydrated – dry.  A bit of turbulant wind hits me and poof!!  Like dust, I blow apart.  Today I grabbed some water as my day flew past – Gate Crashers prayer early this morning and some good quiet time this evening.  Living water, rehydrating me.

Beyond Dryness

Arid
Is the seat of my soul.
Beyond dryness,
Beyond needing a little rain,
Parched,
With the surface cracking
‘To crust and fissure.

Who am I
To come to you, God,
Seeking
Solace?  Drip
Drops of water on
My parched heart,
So it will beat again.

Lead me
To the edge of your river.
Urge me to drink.
In your abundance
Bathe me, till
Even my outer crust is soft
With love for you.

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Beyond Dryness

Arid
Is the seat of my soul.
Beyond dryness,
Beyond needing a little rain,
Parched,
With the surface cracking
‘To crust and fissure.

Who am I
To come to you, God,
Seeking
Solace.  Drip
Drops of water on
My parched heart
So it will beat again.

Lead me
To the edge of your river.
Urge me to drink.
In your abundance
Bathe me, till
Even my outer crust is soft
With love for you.

 

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