At His Feet

Apparently I need to hear things a few times before I ‘get it’.  I’m not surprised, I can be a little slow and ditzy.

I have shared that we have had some struggles of late, with relationships in our own home, with ourselves and just keeping up with life.  Nothing earth shattering, just normal ‘stuff’ that really can begin to grind on you after awhile.

Here is what I feel the Lord is speaking to my heart over all this.

First, I have the thought to just drop to my knees when the strife starts and pray.  This would likely be much better than me adding my words.  But I don’t.  It just sounds like a good idea. {{sigh}}

Then I get an email encouragement from a friend, and I quote, “just remember satan is the division maker. Pray together as a family united against it.”  Hmmm.

Next up, a comment from a reader, “God bless you and may we always find grace at the feet of Jesus.”

Finally, a post from my sweet friend, Kelly Crawford on ‘The Secret to Spiritual Rest’, and I quote,

“Come unto Me, all you who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”

But you can’t miss the “how”…“COME unto Me.”

How many times do I stop, when the frustrations flare, when the temptations rise–how many times do I retreat, if only for a moment, and kneel on the floor, and “come to Him”?

How often do I gather my children and bring them to the throne when we are facing challenges, instead of letting my emotions rule the moment?

Yep, see what I am saying?  I am so thankful for a patient and merciful Father who never seems to tire of picking up His little girl and reminding her once again that He is all I really need.  All I need to do is come to Him.