Courage comes from communion with the Lord. A billion things call for my attention, and while many are God-given responsibilities and gifts, Christ is the best place and person for the majority (if not all) of my attention. God is what I need. His presence is my home. And I can take this sense of Home everywhere I go. I would like to do better at stewarding this gift, at making space to savor Him, at resisting the overwhelming lure of the world so I can hear His voice.
I am not who I am alone. I’m borrowing this phrase from Emily P. Freeman, because has been deeply comforting. How I’m wired, what I struggle with, how I process, etc… not alone… God is with me. He is for me. He is helping me. He is changing me. He is holding me.
I’m been wrestling with a lack of desire, motivation and joy when it comes to exercise. Meditating on Proverbs 14:30, “A tender, tranquil heart will make you healthy, but jealousy can make you sick.” Starting with simple things, walking or stretching, while also asking the Holy Spirit to heal any anxiety, discontentment or jealousy in my heart that might be weighing me down.
God recently cut my habit of pride at the knees when it comes to difficult relationships with this word: I may have something you in the conversations and interactions of challenging people. Humbly give them space and attention and look for ME.
Rhythms of rest require boundaries (via). Working on this.
A few recent moments
What are you learning these days? I’d love to hear.
Grace and peace, friend.