God hears you.
He hears your cries. He sees your tears. Nothing will ever happen that will cause Him to be confused or surprised. He knows everything- past, present, and future.
“Will it get any easier the older I get? Will my responsibilities ever cease spinning around my head? Can I just pause and catch my breath?” School is starting. Work continues. The days become busier and the schedules get tighter. It feels as though I am trapped in a whirlwind of chaos. Everyday there is something unexpected I need to do. Somewhere else I need to go. I enjoy it! But sometimes- okay, okay, a lot of the time- it is overwhelming!!
I slowly walked up to the beautiful grand piano and set my music on the stand. I sat down- refusing to turn and face my peers who were watching my every move. I scooted forward on the bench, carefully placed my right foot on the pedal and simultaneously placed my hands on the keys. My fingers- no, my whole hands- were shaking. I don’t know if I can do this.
Are you eager? As eager as a child? There is a cute, fun-loving, six-year old girl in my neighborhood whom we will call Nina. Nina has recently taken an interest in the piano. She will knock on the back door of my house and ask if she can come in and play on the piano.
Why is it we see a sweet-smelling, luscious, velvety, full bloom, and all-around beautiful rose and we look on it in awe, but when we see the slightly wilted with petals falling off, faded flower we see only the broken ugliness and make sure it doesn't "ruin" our perfect picture?
Fresh air. Blue sky. Green grass. What more could you ask for, right?
My family and I traveled North on Vacation to Salt Fork Lake Park and it was just simply beautiful. We stayed in a cabin on the hillside for four days. After a restless night for me, we hiked the Shadbush trail.. Two miles long. Hilly terrain. And utterly exhausting.
It wasn't until this year, or really this past month, that I really found my "quiet place."
I wanted somewhere that I could go and be alone with God. I grab my Bible, a small notebook, and my favorite writing utensil, then hop on my bike and ride to the quiet and peaceful scenery of the woods. I spend as much time there as I can with the Lord. I do not always have time to stay for an hour; I always seem to be wishing for more time with God.. Isn't that the way it should be?
I remember lying awake one night, hearing the thunder rumble outside, and thinking about all the problems I was facing in my life. Friends, family, school. The list goes on and on!
The white, fluffy, "storybook" clouds are my favorite.
You know- laying in the grass, the breeze carrying bizarre shaped clouds across the sky while you try to imagine what each one could be. Maybe it's a monkey, or a hot-air balloon! Maybe it's a slice of pizza (like the one I'm craving now)! Each one is different. Unique.
God has given me a love for people and a passion to write. I love that the sky shows the creativity of our loving Maker, don't you? I hope you will join me on this journey through life exploring the beautiful creation God has made and the lessons that He is teaching me through it all.