The headlines shouted across the glaring screen, and my heart dropped lower than I thought it could go. It seemed that for a moment I felt the weight and the sadness of the world crashing upon me.
But in the next moment I heard a whisper, stronger than the weight, deeper than the sadness:
“Then, because so many people were coming and going that they did not even have a chance to eat, he said to them, ‘Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest.’” Mark 6:31Mark 6:31 NIV
Are you also feeling those anxious mind-racing thoughts that threaten to pull your heart down? Our Lord Jesus has called us to lay the weight down and find His quiet rest.
I had prepared this short prayer prompt to share with the Chronic Joy Ministry website weeks ago, little knowing that God would personally ask me to come away with Him for a time.
After a hard weekend with yet another allergic reaction, this time from the mild sedative that they gave me before the MRI on Friday, I felt my good intentions crumbling around me. As I posted my own prayer request at the #PrayerPond on Friday night, I felt the throbbing urgency of a throat swelling with hives stained purple, and a face too tight to move. As the prayers of others carried me to HIS throne room, I saw the weight of this world suddenly narrowed into my one place of living.
And the call of Jesus to come away with Him suddenly became the call I could not ignore. While the next six weeks are filled with intense treatments that I cannot begin to predict (who would have predicted allergic hives after a simple sedative?) my Father God can see the whole path already. I long to rest in HIS heart and to hear HIS words for me.
So I will be taking a break from blogging here over the next several weeks. I will gladly respond to emails through the “Contact Me” form above. And I will still be sharing prayers with the Chronic Joy Prayer Pond page, because my heart has been called to slow, to pray, and to listen.
Maybe you can hear that same calling?
And while I was in the MRI chamber, with the headphones provided by the hospital, “listening” to the Christian music station they provided, I was only able to hear one song over the loud booming of the machine.
It was a song that only our Lord could have provided: