Alt Title: When the Same Old Just Doesn’t do it Anymore
Be Still my Soul Kari Jobe
is the song on repeat in my head this morning. This and a question on a forum got me thinking about prayer. Sometime in the last few weeks the readings landed on the disciples asking Jesus to teach them to pray
Our Father in heaven,
Hallowed be your name,
your kingdom come,
your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us today our daily bread;
and forgive us our debts,
as we forgive our debtors,
and do not subject us to the final test,
but deliver us from the evil one.
Is it as simple as all this?
When Jesus went out into the desert what did he talk with Abba about?
oh oh oh oh
So this morning I’m working on processing photos for a friends website that I’m helping with, and spent time working on another friends page on social media. These are good things, investing in the work of others. Investing in others is good. Investing in the work that God calls me to do: priceless.
So Jesus would go into the desert places to pray, seek God’s will, to spend time with the One who Loves Him so completely. This investment filled Him up. Prayer for us is investing in the life God longs for us to lead. Prayer is building that relationship that sustains and builds our creativity.
I’ve kept a prayer journal on/off for years. More off since starting to blog, however, something lately, like the autumn air, needs to change, there is a longing for change in prayer time. I don’t know what that is yet, however I do know that will come at the right moment. I simply need to make that investment, to show up in prayer, and to show up in doing the creative work.
The song today is part of that showing up, in one sense being still, quieting my soul in prayer will allow me to hear where God is leading. And sitting down to write, praying through the writing to still the negative thoughts that bounce around like so many super balls. Showing up is step one, taking faltering steps is step two. Letting go and dancing with God, being sustained in creativity oh the gift of that joy.
When something isn’t sustaining, change it.
When something isn’t life-giving, give it up.
Beauty comes from doing the hard work.
The hard work of investing in the relationships that build us up.
The hard work of forgiving, of seeking peace, of writing words and taking stitches.
The hard work of consuming the Life-giving Bread.
Quilters are you struggling in the work you’re called to do? Keep going. Reach out to a friend and talk. My in-box is open. I’ll listen, then pray with, and for you.
It’s time for me to go spend some time with the Source of Life, to fill the Cup, and drink deeply. May you do the same.