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Friday, August 19, 2005

He Speaks

TODAY'S QUOTES:

A guy is shipwrecked onto an island, and arrives unconscious.  When he wakes up, he's on a beach.  The sand is dark red.  He can't believe it.  The sky is dark red.  He walks around a bit and sees there is dark red grass, dark red birds and dark red fruit on the dark red trees.  He's shocked when he finds that his skin is starting to turn dark red too.

"Oh, no!!" he says.  I think I've been marooned!"

~ www.cleanjokeoftheday.com

"Humor is the great thing, the saving thing.  The minute it crops up, all our irritations and resentmens slip away and a sunny spirit takes their place."

~ Mark Twain

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I hate those days when I am not sick enough to enjoy staying in bed, and not well enough to feel like I am accomplishing anything important.  This week has been full of those kind of days, while I have been taking antibiotics, and gargling with salt-water and listerine.  Food doesn't taste the same, I can't find a comfortable spot in the house, and sleep is fitful and intermittent, even in the middle of the night.  About the time I think I could actually muster up the energy to say, rearrange the furniture, I crash, and feel like I've been hit by a truck.

What is is about our inability to be still...to rest...to recuperate without feeling guilty or frustrated, or obligated to get up off our duff and do something?  I think I maybe should have spent more of this week practicing that "be still and know" attitude.  I think I missed too many opportunities to just rest, and listen for God's heart, God's instruction, God's whispered words of romance.

He did speak to me this morning, in those fuzzy moments between asleep and awake.  That's usually where He catches my attention.  Just some whispered instructions about the spiritual truths I am teaching our teenagers this saturday at Youth Outreach.  It was really refreshing to hear His voice.  Makes me wish I hadn't been so impatient to get rid of these symptoms and get back to my busy life. 

Oh well.  Once again I am grateful for new mercies and endless opportunites to get it right this time.  God is so good.

Hope you are having a wonderful day, and still find time to sit (or lie) in silence with God.  He's whispering something profound.  Are you listening?

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