The Grace Pace

Life, and all of its demands, has a characteristic way of completely steamrolling us until we are stretched too thin to keep up the pace any longer. 😮‍💨

It’s puzzling to try to understand how we can be “too much” for some while simultaneously “not enough” for others, when all you really want to be is at the feet of Jesus and away from all the noise and distractions.

To think we can maintain on our own is probably the highest level of ignorance and pride, yet the striving continues.

Tonight – my prayer is for those who, like me, are feeling the strain of “humanity” in unimaginable ways. I pray for rest for those of us who have grown weary…and feel alone despite being so incredibly overwhelmed by the crowd.

I pray that we will find the boldness to say “no” to the things that drain the life from our souls, and “yes” to spending time intentionally with the only one who can provide all that we lack.

As I pray, I am reminded of these words from Psalm 42:

“[1] As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God. [2] My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?”

“[4] These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I would go with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God with glad shouts and songs of praise, a multitude keeping festival.”

“[5] Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God.”

“[7] Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me. [8] By day the Lord commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life.”

   May these words bring comfort to you as we’re reminded that He is the living water. He is worthy of all praise! He is our hope and salvation. He covers us in His steadfast love, and He is our ever-present song.

What a precious comfort this is to my weary soul!

When we fix our eyes on Him, the things of this world grow strangely dim and the tactics of the enemy, designed to distract and overwhelm, begin to lose their grip.

Don’t lose hope, my friend. He is with you always. 💕