Psalm 116: 2 (NLT) “Because he bends down to listen, I will pray as long as I have breath!”
Judy Blume wrote a book, hello God, it’s me Margaret or something like that–I remember reading it–Judy Blume had written these books about middle school stuff–and (I recall that) as I was reading it I felt so “grown up”. This book gave me the impression that God would be there and listen to me.
As and adult (30 plus years after reading the book), I am beginning to realize the importance of giving thanks for each moment. That my internal dialogue will be a continual prayer. That I would fill my mind with things from heaven and not from earth.
I don’t fit in most places.
I’m ok with that.
I make choices for myself and my family that may not be popular–but I really don’t care, because when you seek approval from others and worry about what the world will think . . .
you put people before God.
I have this image in my mind of God cocking his head, leaning in to listen when I speak to him . . . thank you God, in everything, I will give thanks.
In everything , give thanks . . .
- I chose to keep myself accountable to the Lord. (I tell my kids “you worry about you–not the other guy”, I’m taking my own advice.)
- I am thankful that the Holy Spirit shows me the value of keeping quiet.
- When I lose my temper (and I do!) I am thankful that I have another chance.
- When I slam doors (and I do!) I am thankful that I have passion, but really need another way to show it.
- When I put the TV, computer, my knitting, this blog, a book or other distractions before my vocation as a wife and mother–I realize how blessed I am, then joyfully go about my tasks. All the time giving thanks.
- I will work hard not to be jealous and envy–even when . . . she has a bigger family, a nicer car, is skinny, she has a more successful blog, perfect kids–I need to remember that God has given me exactly what I need at this time (not what I think I need/deserve).
- I am broken and God has blessed me. Because I am blessed, I see “broken” differently.
- I seek balance in my choices. I seek clear boundaries. I seek grace.
Thank you God for always bending down to listen as I pray, ask, beg, seek, cry, and surrender.
Thank you.
I took longer than 5 minutes to write this Five Minute Friday Post.
Love the idea of picturing God bending down to listen! Wow!! Love your thankfulness :)
As I read this–the image of God just sort of stuck with me. Not a God of “WATCHING” but instead a God of gentleness and wanting to hear me.
Be Blessed.
Amen.
This is so beautiful! I slam door and raise my voice too, and am so thankful for the second chance. Love that God bends down and listens to me!
he not only bends to listen but to help us up! Blessings to you!
life is hard–thank you God for being our rock!
Be Blessed.
I am so blessed to share in your Thanksgiving festivities, for in South Africa we do not have a national Thanksgiving day. That is the one blessing I really want to thank our Pappa for. I hope you had a wonderful day and a nice, big, fat turkey. I am glad to see that you are just human like us all with the temper and door slamming.
Blessings
Mia
oh, I am so very human! door slamming is my “go to” move but I have many things that I am working through!
I think we should celebrate Thanksgiving each day! (not with a turkey–but with our minds)
Be Blessed.
Wonderful words of sharing…
thank you.
Be Blessed.
indeed it does!
Be Blessed.
When I was in middle school and wondering “how” to pray, I had a camp counselor tell me to picture climbing up into God’s lap and just talking to Him like a friend. I’m pretty visual when I pray too!