This morning I woke up, made my coffee, and I realized that I desperately needed to spend some time with God. It's been a little while, and when I get wrapped up in the details of my life, and do not make that time a priority, the proverbial saying comes to my mind, "The sh*t hits the fan". (Hopefully that doesn't offend anybody, but I think we all universally understand it's context! :) ) I sat at the table, all alone, sipped my coffee, and just kind of let some things off of my chest, as if my Lord were sitting there with me, enjoying his own Latte. :) I spoke about how I was feeling, what I was recognizing as poor behavior, how I wanted to be, what I could use as "divine intervention" if you will...just a little coffee chat. I prayed for this big adventure, for Jason river-rafting today...Then I thought to go outside.
On the porch, I continued to "chat" with Him, and I immensely enjoyed the sunshine on my face, the view of the distant mountains with snow on them, the sounds of the Aspen leaves blowing and birds chirping...My heart, after experiencing all of that, was filled to overflowing...Peace, stability, strength-they're companions of mine again.
This my friends, is what it looks like for me when I have an encounter with my Papa. He takes all that I have to bring to the table, He wraps it up in His arms, and He says to me "This we can deal with...Together." And that alone is the difference between stress, and peace.
I hope Peace is your companion today.