Back To Where I Started
Last night I went to bed with as deep of pain as ever. My nervous system was shot. My body hurt any direction I tried to turned. I took all the medication doctors had prescribed. I went to bed with a heating pad on my back and my wife holding my hand. I chose not to write anything at that time as I knew I just needed to pray for sleep to come soon.
My night was filled with tumultuous sleep. The combination of my nerves and meds don’t produce the most quality rest. However, I will take sleep any way I can get it. It certainly beats the alternative of laboring continuously in pain and wishing every second someone would knock you out.
Now, believe it or not this article is not just about my pain. It’s about the journey that God calls us all to every single day. When I woke up today to take my morning meds God really spoke to my heart. He said, “Come to me.” This is something He has spoken to me many times. He often has to wear me totally down to get the message to sink in. Well, once again I’m worn out from trying to get through things my way.
This morning before I ever started writing this for you I let God speak to me. I pulled out my Bible, a devotional guide, a highlighter, and a pen in case God told me something I needed to write down. I knew I desperately needed to return right back to where I started. I needed to seek His presence, His peace, and His comforting word. I needed to keep putting fully in God’s hands what obviously can’t be controlled in man’s hands. I needed to get back to walking with God not just talking about Him.
“Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.”