Lord, Send Help
If I can be honest, I've been struggling lately.
"Struggling" is for all the times I've white-knuckled and "functioned" my way through life... but 2023 has been hard because God is not asking me to "do" anything.
My functioning side is tired and could use a break, but I don't sit well. Sitting on the sidelines feels like timeout.
Today, I'm working on formatting that should have been done last week, and I've just formatted the wrong document so I have to start over. Another stupid mistake. It's not a big deal, but it's time consuming. And I'm tired of making so many stupid mistakes.
So, I walked into the kitchen to talk with God.
I know God is everywhere, but the open portal to heaven in this place rests in the kitchen where I pace or drop to my knees in prayer.
When I really need to hear from God, I drag a chair into the middle of the kitchen and sit there at the feet of Jesus.
The entirety of my prayer was, "Lord, I need help. Send help."
Psalm 46:1 (NKJV), "God is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble."
I started this morning singing praises to the Lord, and then got distracted. Listening to the Audible version of the Passion Translation Bible helps. Brian Simmons has the best reading voice. Now, in the ten minutes it's taken for me to type this post, I'm already feeling better.
We're already close to mid-November now and the rest of the year goes so quickly. I don't want to rush, but I also don't want to be unprepared. I'm feeling the tension. And there are several big decisions needing to be made. Trying to focus on eternal things but getting distracted with the temporal. Jesus is coming soon... that's all I know. Well, that and "you can't take it with you." None of this stuff really matters.
