I was just thanking God for "stolen moments in the garden". 😊 It honestly feels like that! It's such a place of love for me, it feels like precious moments stolen from the time just to be with him. Like life and its demands somehow has the right to be in control of how I spend my time, and the moments I allocate to sharing with God are grabbed moments, wrested back from its control.
I wonder why we feel this way? Like the busyness of life must be our driver. When God made us with the intent of us loving him! And those around us - and the wonderful things he's made for us to enjoy. But somehow those things seem to get pushed to the back burner as we focus on dealing with putting out the fires of life.
We've lost our focus on why we exist! And we've become caught up in the whirlwind that is the frantic activities of life! They have become our "master", instead of the one who should be! And believe me - he as "master", offers life in a much sweeter form.
Thankful for Sabbath,
that makes us stop!
And recognise where and who we are meant to be.
To let go of the driving force of busyness,
and just be his. ❤️
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