How was your day? How was mine? The oppression of collective challenges we face weighed heavy today. Personally there was a child vomiting, a mother (me) questioning…mask mandates for wee ones, 1 and 1 not adding up to 2 in so many situations…So what do we do when the world does not make sense? I wrestle and then I flee into the arms of my beloved Daddy, the only one I could ever call Daddy because my earthly Daddy died when I was one. Amongst the Bible verses that soothed my restless soul today comes from (Isaiah 25: 4) But you(God), are a tower of refuge to the poor, O Lord, a tower of refuge to the needy in distress. You are a refuge from the storm and a shelter from the heat.

I am not a bible scholar, I am someone who sincerely sought the Lord and He made himself known to me in the most amazing ways….literally saving my life in some instances. He and I have a history. A history that is imprinted on every fibre of my being. So when I choose to flee into His arms it is because I TRUST Him. I cannot control the world but my times are in His hands (Psalm 31:15). I have to submit control to Him so that I can breathe again and continue running my race. One of my favourite singers is Christy Nockels. Some of her lyrics come to mind: Wondering where you are Lord, asking where you’ve been, is like standing in a hurricane, trying to catch the wind.

Are you wrestling today? Or are you wondering? Will you submit to Him? Trust Him…He is the way and the truth and the life. (John 14:16)

Till next time 🙂