Sunday, January 13, 2013

Distracted

Sometimes I get distracted.  I don't mean to.  I just do.  Am I ADD?  Maybe!  It gets pretty interesting in my head sometimes;  colors, thoughts, impressions, memories, questions, zinging all over the place at once.  I've never lived  any other way.  Too much organization up there would seem dull.  I can entertain myself for hours trying to sort it all out! Although, I have to admit on occasion, I get on my own nerves.  For instance, appointments kick my butt.  I hate them.  Doctor, dentist, hair, it doesn't really matter.  I have tried to develop a system over the years.  One that will help me not forget to show up;  alarms,  big neon post-it notes taped to cabinets and windshields,  writing on my own hand with permanent marker,  and yet on occasion, I still forget.  For the last year or so I have felt like I was missing an appointment.  Right here at this keyboard.  I got distracted.  If you are reading this, it is very possible that God has used you as an alarm,  a reminder, a big neon post-it note, or a Sharpie to the back of my hand!  I've had many requests this year to get this blog started.  So here I am.  I'm showing up!!

Here I am with all these colors, thoughts, impressions, memories, questions flying around.  I have many weaknesses, a few strengths maybe, that's about it.  But here I am, showing up at this keyboard.

For me, writing is one of the places I meet God.  I look at Him sometimes when I'm sitting here.  Writing slows me down, calms me, soothes me.  My relationship with God, is like that.  Is yours?  We're together all the time but sometimes I don't stop to look at  Him. You can live with a person everyday and not stop to look at them.  Do you understand what I'm saying? Some times you have to pause and look at them. 

Really look. 

No words. 

Just look.  

Pause.  

Really Look.  

Listen.  

Really listen.

Touch. 

Then speak.
   
But not just words, 

chosen words. 

That's how God and I meet sometimes.  Looks exchanged.  Pausing.  Listening.  Touching.  Then, Chosen words.  I love Him with every word I place on the page.  Can you understand?  I look forward to inviting you to see what I see when I sit at this keyboard.  Until then...

I   W.R.I.T.E.

W orship
R evealed,
I nwardly
T ouching
E ternal things


























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