14 August 2009

Whirpool

One of the things I most enjoy about a trip back to visit my family is time in a hotel whirpool. The heat and the pressure of the water melt my aches, pains and stresses away.

This trip, it has been out of order with no estimate of when it will be repaired.

There does, however, seem to be a whirpool of time, swirling, spinning, slipping away.


It feels as if all that is truly important in my life is taking a back seat to trivialities, complaints and the demands of others.

Lord, if this is how You would have me serve, please confirm. If not, I am truly sorry for all of the time away from You and ask for Your courage to carve out a space in time for me to simply run into Your arms. Maybe in the hotel whirpool?

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