And, while I wait, I feel a bit guilty. There are other things to do. Like work stuff for VBS. Like making beds. Cleaning bathrooms. Lesson planning.
But the truth is, I feel the need for a moment of rest. Something freeing to do as I sip my tea and let the wind blow through the screen. I need to listen to the wind rustle in the trees. I desire to carve out precious moments and lay them down as an offering to my Maker. Just me tuning into what He might want to say.
But first, I realize I must rid myself of filters. Filters like to-do lists and previous conversations with others. Past sins for which I have already sought forgiveness. Filters like questioning my abilities and doubts about the right path. Because, I want to sit at the feet of Jesus and be unhindered. I want to hear clearly and not let His words be muddled. I want them to wash over me like crystal clear, icy water. I thirst for restoration.
I sit, my eyes close, the knots in my back begin to relax. The wind blows across my skin. I let my hands separate from the pose of prayer and end up laying them in my lap, my palms up. I am ready to receive.
And after a few moments of blissful silence, these words float into my mind.
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
And a smile plays upon my lips. And I breathe in deeply the relief and the refreshment that He offers. And I hear words:
Let go of perfectionism.
Do your best and let that be enough.
And when the overwhelm comes,
Lay it down again.
Because I want to do it with you.
Don't leave Me out.
For you can do all things
Linking with emily at imperfect prose.