Stop.

just a little while.I just finished reading Katie Davis’ book, “Kisses from Katie”.  If you haven’t read it, I strongly encourage you to purchase a copy, get out your highlighter and tissues, and go to town.

The reading of this book coupled with so many other things going on right now – and I truly feel at this unexplainable place in my life.  My husband feels the same.  And we’re looking at each other and wondering just what our Lord has in store for us.  Just what might come, if we are open to obeying His word and His whispers.

Never before have I been at such a powerful crossroads.  Life is fragile, I know this.  We are called, I know this too.  Even called by name.  And God is slowly revealing His plan for me, for us, for our family.  It’s beautiful and crazy and wild and confusing, and completely indecipherable one day and so very clear the next. 

I’ve come to a point where I’m hearing whispers of Stop. 

Stop?   Yes, stop.  Stop trying so hard to come up with something to say, something to write, something to proove a point about.  And start focusing those hours on Him. 

Stop talking, and start listening.  Stop writing for everyone else, and start writing private love notes to God.  Start seeking with everything in me so that He may reveal His whole and perfect plan.
Stop and listen to the breeze and the children’s laughter, and the children I can’t see but know are suffering.  Open your heart in a new, fresh way.

So, forgive me if I’m quite absent from these pages for a while.  I love writing here, but I’m choosing to Stop for, well, I’m not sure how long.  To truly unplug from here (… imagine!  The irony!) – and to wholly, passionately, fully plug-in to the One who has all the answers and wants desperately to direct our ways. 

I want to know Christ—yes, to know the power of his resurrection and participation in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, 11 and so, somehow, attaining to the resurrection from the dead.
12 Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. 13 Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, 14 I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.  (Phil. 3)

34 “Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. 35 For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36 I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’