I have thought a lot about that this morning. As I sat quietly, reflecting on the next 4 weeks and all that they will bring with them, I was a little overwhelmed. Not with panic just with emotion. So much change. So much guidance needed. Expected. Asked for.
As I allowed my mind to race with the fear of incompetence, that still small voice rang out loud and clear: "but I am competent." He has the answers.
I have no idea how to be the mother of the bride. Of the newlywed. Can I remember the emotions of mothering a young adult home from college for the first summer? It has been so long since we navigated the waters of a 15 year old on the brink of boys and changing friendships and tough classes. So many stages and so many emotions. So much guidance needed. Expected. Asked for.
"But I have the answers. Ask Me." That Voice is so gentle. So full of mercy and wisdom.
As I continued to sit in the presence of the gentleness, my heart began to calm. My mind began to clear. I sought out His words. His guidance. I asked for His answers. For His gentle Spirit. For His eyes and ears and heart. He showed me that pushing requires my own effort. To push for my agenda or my way of doing things means I have to get behind and exert my own strength. But to guide simply means to lead the way. Walk beside. Follow the Leader ahead of me. Keeping my gaze on Him, not the ones around me.
My earnest prayer is to gently guide. In order to do so, I must follow. This morning I needed so much guidance. So I asked for it. Prayer is the compass for our journey. Without it we get lost. Confused. Fear sets in and we lose focus. But our Guide is always there. Patiently waiting to gently guide us on our way.
Gentle blessings, sweet friends.
The Lord says, "I will guide you
along the best pathway for your life.
I will advise you and watch over you."
Psalm 32:8
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