I really don’t have much to say.
Which, coming from a girl who had “Jill is a really wonderful child, but she talks too much.” written on her report card in 2nd grade…that’s saying something.
Our day is filled with SO. MUCH. NOISE.
Not just my day…well yeah, being surrounded by almost 600 middle schoolers and coming home to four children who could equal 600 middle schoolers…my day is noisy.
I often look at these sweet little faces and say, “Do you have a mute button?”
And please, for the love of all that’s holy, please PLEASE don’t tell me, “Oh, but Jill. One day you’re going to miss all that noise!”
Nope. Not today.
But our collective world is so noisy.
This political season is just about enough to drive anyone to drinking.
I’m truly dumbfounded at where we’ve ended up as a nation.
I was reading in my devotion just yesterday and it was talking about in Deuteronomy where Moses was getting ready for his people to move into Canaan.
This land was jacked. up.
I mean the pagan influences that the Israelites were about to encounter…yikes.
We got temple prostitution, child sacrifice, and the drinking of blood just to name a few.
As I was reading this, I thought, “Man we have always screwed things up haven’t we?”
God’s word says there is nothing new under the sun.
He’s seen it all.
And I know we break His heart every single day.
Even though this is not what He wanted for us, none of this has taken Him by surprise.
To prepare the Isrealites to move into Canaan, God set before them some guidelines.
The first thing?
No strategic planning session.
No managers or group leaders or Lieutenants giving their two cents.
No board or elder/deacon meeting to decide and take a vote.
All they needed to do to be ready was to praise God.
So on the days I am overwhelmed and overstimulated I am going to take some very solid and sound 2000+ year old advice.
I’m going to praise Him.
It’s okay some days when I don’t have anything to say.
Some days we need the quiet.
I’m going to shut everything down and tune everyone out and praise and worship the ONLY person who is worthy.
Especially on those mornings when I want to sit on my heated toilet seat and mindlessly scroll through Facebook for the 45 minutes I have set aside for my morning Bible Study…:-(
I’m not even going to go there.
I’m going to go to the Book that has stood the test of time.
To the King who rules and reigns yesterday, today and for a forever of tomorrows.
I’m not longer going to be a slave to the fear of November and who will run our country.
The song I have posted below has a line in it that literally make me want to shout…
“My fears are drowned in perfect love”
Instead I am going to settle quietly in the fact that God holds generations of Novembers in His mighty and well equipped hands…
and praise Him.
Won’t you take six minutes and praise Him with me?
Allow Him to drown you in His peace and love.
I’m a book-shelving, former tap dancer, wanna be writer, singer,
and banjo player, mother of 4, wife of 1, follower of Christ,
walking in the shadow of the Proverbs 31 woman
and redeemed by the grace and love of an Almighty God…
just living the dream.