I feel like hiding because of everything coming at me. I don’t want to be cheered up or have positivity slung my way. I don’t even want a hug. (That’s odd for me. I’m a hugger.) I just want to hide for a while. No one needs to look for me or worry about me. I haven’t lost hope, I just need time to regroup. And to find my shield. It’s most likely under Mount Washmore in the hallway.
This world is stressful to say the least. And for all those who thought the tension would be over once covid calmed, well, here we are. I’m sorry, I realize that’s a negative viewpoint and kind of doomsday-ish…see why I need a break? I have to get my head right and that takes effort, and time, and quiet. God Almighty, I miss quiet. My kids are snoring in the living room right now. (I may have let them stay up later last night simply so I could have some silence this morning. My Super Mom trophy is being engraved as I type, I’m sure.)
My body and mind and probably soul too, crave stillness. Without questions I can’t answer. (“Mom, what did the animals on the ark do when they had to go to the bathroom?” Have you ever thought about that??)
I’d be willing to be a caramel latte that your body, mind, and soul needs stillness too. Many of us don’t even realize what we need. It’s not in the bottle or that can. It won’t be alleviated with pills or alcohol or drugs of any kind. Oh, it could be, temporarily of course, but I need long-term joy and peace. It’s not just for Christmas anymore.
We’re going SO fast these days. “Let’s GO! Do you have your bat? What about your cap? What are we going to eat for supper? Wait, did you have lunch? What am I forgetting? WATER! Why is the icemaker making that sound? Look at that tree…we need to call someone. Don’t let the dog out—NOooo!! She’s gonna get in the…dang it! She just rolled in the dead-whatever-that-is! Ewwww.” Can you relate? (I totally forgot to give the dog a bath when we got back from the ball game too. Ick.)
Our bodies hold tension like a toddler with a cupcake. It won’t be let go readily. Effort has to be made in order to achieve the result we want. At this very moment, I let my stomach hang back out because I noticed I was holding it in like I was in the presence of one of the Justin’s…you know, Bieber or Timberlake.
The Bible reminds us of who we are. Who are we? We’re God’s chosen team. He picked us! And not last, He chose us FIRST! He will always show us how much He cares if we just let Him. And how He does that is through His words. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have it all figured out by any means. But I know His words are different. It’s called the Living Word because it always applies. Try it. Always. God knew right where I was at today when I opened my favorite leather Bible…
“You are my hiding place and my shield. I hope in Your Word.” Psalm 119:114 ESV
My prayer for you today and always is that you’ll find that He’s an awesome hiding place when life is lifey. And that we can always get our hopes up when it comes to Him.
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