“Lingering, listening, contemplation, and worship is the only way to survive the wilderness.”
Tammy L Mashburn
While they were traveling, he entered a village, and a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home. She had a sister named Mary, who also sat at the Lord’s feet and was listening to what he said.
But Martha was distracted by her many tasks, and she came up and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to serve alone? So tell her to give me a hand.
The Lord answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and upset about many things, but one thing is necessary. Mary has made the right choice, and it will not be taken away from her.”
Luke 10: 38-42 (CSB)
Today, I am prone to linger. I can stretch my morning coffee for hours, take small bites of breakfast cookies while driving my Sweet Man’s patience over the edge. If we need to leave early, I know to turn the alarm back, accommodating my slower ways.
Before P.O.T.S., not so much. I marched to the tune of the ticking clock, time clawing at my soul. Checking off the list, filling in space with more and more until I found myself depleted. Martha and I could have been best friends.
“Martha, Martha, you are worried and upset about many things.” The words singe me. Sound familiar? Are you the same? Maybe you have experienced a major life change that brought with it the necessity to slow? Or, maybe, unlike me, you made the decision to slow before you crashed.
My life today looks different. I still fight my inner Martha. P.O.T.S. has given me no choice but to slow. I have become one who lingers. It’s in this time of contemplation, this time of dark mornings spent bent over His Word, I come alive. I am transformed somehow.
Ecclesiastes 8:1 (CSB), says this, “A person’s wisdom brightens his face.” Where does wisdom come from? King Solomon tells us in Proverbs 2:6, wisdom comes from the Lord.
The dirty truth I would rather sweep under the rug unseen is that I suffer from spiritual ADD. Easily distracted, eyes darting to the crumbs on the countertop, the laundry basket, and my phone. My heart staying one or two steps ahead of where I am. I’m fretting the details of my day.
I long to forget the details and sit at the feet of my Beloved. To stop the noise circling around my mind.
“He made us, and we are his – his people, the sheep of his pasture.” Psalm 100:3 (CSB)
He made me, He made you, one would think we could make time for sitting at His feet. Sitting in His presence, allowing the things of the world to fade away. For just a bit, letting go of the details, the pressing to-do list and linger. Linger in His presence.
“Bottom Line: Forget other things. But never, ever forget God.” Lisa Whittle – I Want God
When I look back to where I have been, and where He has brought me, I cannot help but linger in His presence, feasting on the crumbs, seeking a banquet, heart opened to His faithfulness.
“I know I need this intentional space for my soul. I value being quiet and still in the deepest part of who I am. But in these moments of silence, I’m not sure what to do with myself. This fast-moving world supports a language the soul doesn’t speak and it takes courage to emerge in a land that isn’t home.” Emily P. Freeman – Simply Tuesday
My life today looks different. I still fight my inner Martha. With P.O.T.S., my life has changed, slowed. I have become one who lingers. It’s this time of contemplation, this time of dark mornings spent in His Word, I come alive. I am transformed somehow.
This intentional space with The One who calls me by name is how I survive the wilderness. This is not a trek meant to make alone.
Gifts of Grace
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I’m blessed to serve you in this place, to share with you the Gifts of Grace as I journey through the wilderness. I picture you across the table, hands wrapped tightly around your cup, sharing life, and laughter, and tears. As I share with you, my own daily struggles, I long to hear what yours may be. Sharing the realness of life. You can do that by commenting below or reaching out to me here.