Yesterday I enjoyed quiet…
Today… it was just too noisy…
Dirt… clutter… messes strewn about… general disarray…
There was no sitting… no quiet… until it was somewhat back in order… at least a little cleaner…
The me who was looking forward to rest and quiet when I got home… greeted by the noise… just got grumpy…
It’s not what I wanted to do… not what I intended to do…
So now I sit… two hours later… washing machine churning… echoing the state of my spirit… seeking peace… forgiveness… grace… seeking His presence… in confession… wanting to be so much more… but delivering less…
For I know that nothing good dwells in me, that is, in my flesh. For I have the desire to do what is right, but not the ability to carry it out. For I do not do the good I want, but the evil I do not want is what I keep on doing.
Romans 7:18-19 ESV
How does your spirit respond…? when it’s just too noisy…?
My first response should have been to seek Him… let Him show me how to handle the noise… rather than take it in hand myself…
The clearing of clutter… both physical and spiritual… just never seems to get done…
As long as we’re here… dwelling in broken flesh… in a broken world… there will be noise to quiet… physical… emotional… spiritual…
…in quietness and trust is your strength, but you would have none of it.
Isaiah 30:15 NIV
Repenting of rejecting His wisdom… Amen…
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