Tottering Fence
Driving down
the freeway I asked, “Why am I doing this?” Why am I getting out of my bed
early to go to a service that I do not want to go to? Why am I going to the
early service? It is not my sort of service. Why am I even going to church at
all? Why bother? Why not just stay at home, read the newspaper, cook and eat
dinner in a leisurely manner? What is all this God stuff? How is it really
relevant to me?
The answer
was, as the song says, “blowing in the wind”. God is everywhere. Look around
you, the birds, the bees, the flowers, the hills and forests, even the wind. My
conclusion on that journey was its a mystery, a holy mystery. My life without
God was meaningless. He puts the meaning into my life. I do not understand but
I know that I need God, and his presence in my life. He is my refuge, my
salvation and my strength. At times I am a tottering fence, but I can always
pour out my heart to him. He listens. While I drive, walk through the
countryside, spend time with other people he listens. He listens to my cries,
my words and my thoughts. They are my prayers.
With him is
unfailing love for each one of us whatever the state of our fence.
Jane
Brown
Woman
at the Window (Yes, my soul, find rest in God; my hope comes from him, Psalms 62.5).
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