As winter flew into spring my sweaters were switched to T-shirts. My husband is busier with the warmer months bringing extra challenges and chores to his job. The pastures turned green and the sun came out.
And about that time I found something new. It is a tiny little book called The Practice of the Presence of God. Created 300 years ago it is a collection of letters and writings from a man who had enjoyed a personal walk with God the last 40 years of his life. He enjoyed decades of continual peace and joy from changing is inner-monologue to a constant dialogue with God.
I've been searching for and begging for peace, strength, and joy from God for years. I study the Bible, follow the teachings of ministries, and read volumes on how to develop that relationship with Him.
Guess what...all those fruits of the spirit come easily when I simply include God in on my every thought.
My worries over our baby Micaeala's development became trivial when I started talking daily with Him about her. Every time I’d bring up concerns and worries that sickened me His peace would flow to my heart. From peace I found joy and a deep love for my daughter and the woman she will grow to be.
Patience left me with each new tantrum and test our two-going-on-three-year-old Adela tried me with. But when I'd complain and talk to Him about it I suddenly saw that I had all the tender patience I will ever need to guide her closer to the woman she will be.
I've never had to give so little fight for such a big portion of His peace.
There is sacrifice. I gave up self-serving inner-dialogue. It is hard to go on a tangent about how unfair life is when you talk to Him.
And of course, I had to sacrifice the very part of me that I believe to be completely and perfectly my own...my thoughts, my mind.
Me ten years ago, a year ago, a season ago, would have never considered letting that go. I would have argued to all eternity that it wasn't necessary. But, it is. Because the more you give up and let go to God, the more space you have for Him.
So, the next prayer you start, I challenge you not to finish it. Talk to Him all day long about the silly things, the big things, the anger, the unfair, the good, the great, the blessings.
He truly loves being brought that close to us.
And about that time I found something new. It is a tiny little book called The Practice of the Presence of God. Created 300 years ago it is a collection of letters and writings from a man who had enjoyed a personal walk with God the last 40 years of his life. He enjoyed decades of continual peace and joy from changing is inner-monologue to a constant dialogue with God.
I've been searching for and begging for peace, strength, and joy from God for years. I study the Bible, follow the teachings of ministries, and read volumes on how to develop that relationship with Him.
Guess what...all those fruits of the spirit come easily when I simply include God in on my every thought.
My worries over our baby Micaeala's development became trivial when I started talking daily with Him about her. Every time I’d bring up concerns and worries that sickened me His peace would flow to my heart. From peace I found joy and a deep love for my daughter and the woman she will grow to be.
Patience left me with each new tantrum and test our two-going-on-three-year-old Adela tried me with. But when I'd complain and talk to Him about it I suddenly saw that I had all the tender patience I will ever need to guide her closer to the woman she will be.
I've never had to give so little fight for such a big portion of His peace.
There is sacrifice. I gave up self-serving inner-dialogue. It is hard to go on a tangent about how unfair life is when you talk to Him.
And of course, I had to sacrifice the very part of me that I believe to be completely and perfectly my own...my thoughts, my mind.
Me ten years ago, a year ago, a season ago, would have never considered letting that go. I would have argued to all eternity that it wasn't necessary. But, it is. Because the more you give up and let go to God, the more space you have for Him.
So, the next prayer you start, I challenge you not to finish it. Talk to Him all day long about the silly things, the big things, the anger, the unfair, the good, the great, the blessings.
He truly loves being brought that close to us.
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You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, beause they trust in you.
Isaiah 26:3
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