I sit in my office in Schererville Indiana seeking the Lord and the phrase how do I find time keeps going off in my heart. All I want is to sit with my Father in heaven and rest in His presence yet how do I do that in an American culture?
It is ingrained into us as a young age that we must be successful and we must work hard to get to that success. As success begins to happen in life; busyness builds up. We get married, we get a job, we have children and the list continues on. With each one of our successes in life, marriage and children are at the top of successes in life, come responsibilities.
Monday starts and the busyness of life comes from every direction. How is the stock market doing today, why is this idiot in front of me cutting me off while I am trying to get to my appointment. My time is precious, my life is precious, why is life so fast?
I recall a time when I sat from the rooftop in Egypt looking down to the street with thousands upon thousands of people all trying to get where they needed to go. I would yell down to them, yet they would run in every direction not noticing a thing I had to say. Is this what it is like for God?
I pondered the thought of yelling down to the street and the light bulb went off, God wanted me to slow down and listen. God does not yell at us, he whispers to us in many different forms but it is up to us to stop and listen to His sweet melody that He sings to us every day.
