It was the middle of night. Isn’t that the way it always goes? One minute sound asleep, the next in a semi-wakeful state in the middle of a prayer. I don’t know about you, but this happens to me all the time. It’s like when my physical self goes to sleep my eternal self wakes up and gets busy.
This particular night – just this week, I was troubled, sad and lonely. There were a lot of things going on in my mind. You know – those life-things with no answers. “What ifs” and “Whys“. Even though I’m old enough to have learned these questions aren’t typically a helpful trajectory, sometimes they still sneak into the dialogue.
The other night I asked, “So, God, what do You want me to do with this?”
That’s a pretty open-ended question, isn’t it? Have you ever been there? Uncertain…replaying the same scenario(s) over and over in your heart and mind? Then, there comes a time of sincere vulnerability. A moment when time seems to pause and expectation hangs in the air.
Something Profound Is About To Happen.
In the moonlit darkness, curled on my side I heard a beautiful voice in my mind. Calm. Rational. Peaceful. Loving. Two words. That was all. The words cut to the heart of the matter.
Not what I expected…nonetheless, a lifeline.
Trust Me. Ok. Roger, that. Thank you for waking me up Thank you for saying those two little words that change everything. Catch me, God. I’m yours.