I used to think that I was fairly good at listening to that still, small voice of the Lord speaking to me. I mean, I followed that voice when He led me on a cross-country move! Several times, in fact! Didn't that mean I was "proficient" in God-Speak?
Apparently not. It seems I still have much to learn in the God-Language department. This year has made me feel that maybe I need to re-learn the basics of Fundamental Language. Because when Paul said in Galatians 5:25 "let us keep in step with the Spirit," I didn't think that would include having to listen for instructions about cleaning and walking and gardening and computing. But as I have had days in this RA Journey when I suddenly feel good for a few hours, I jump up and try to do my old chores. Any of them! All of them! Oh joy of joys, I can clean the carpet again! . . . . .
Hours later, sitting in my same old blue chair (the same one that came with me on those cross-country moves,) crying with the exhaustion that overtakes me, I hear the still, small voice of Jesus, whispering the words that I have read a hundred times:
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." --Matthew 11:28-30
Yeah. Much to learn. Much to stop and ask and listen for. To be led by the Spirit, Moment by Moment is what I want to ask of Him. Even from my same old blue chair.
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