Sometimes the words we write carry eternal weight. So today I’m sharing words I’ve written before because the message was timely five years ago; and it’s still relevant today.
There’s been frenzied-frantic-freak-out talk these last few weeks about the world, the economy, and life in general. I’ve been thinking how it’s so easy to get caught up in the storms raging around us that we lose sight of who and what is most important to us.
I love the art of silence. It is that stillness that settles over your soul and sinks deep into the crevices of your heart. Call it peace. Call it tranquility. Call it grace. Whatever you call it, it is an art that satisfies.
Volume. Shift. Eject. Enter/Return. Delete. Arrow up. Arrow down. Arrow left. Arrow right. These are a few of my favorite computer keys. I could write volumes about each of these words. Expound on their definitions. Divide the etymological meaning. Contemplate the hefty thoughts for each. I won’t do that here because, well, that would defeat the purpose of post brevity.
Of looking into another’s lane. Bad move. I lost my footing. Lost my ground. Got turned around. I made the mistake – one so very fatal – comparison. It can strike at any time while on the journey to your dream. Perhaps that’s what need to happen to us sometimes to help us catch hold of our God and His vision for us – the one we keep thinking is too big to pursue. But, it is worth it. I’m preaching to the choir here because I find myself in unchartered territories. Nothing here is making any near or remote kind of sense. It is out of the galaxy of my mind. Here, there, and everywhere are dreams bursting and making difference. And here I am…silent. Wondering, waiting, talking myself down from the ledge of success. The dream is bigger than me. The burgeoning reality of the dream is frightful. How can it be pursued if I know not its direction? Is this that moment to take it and make it fly? Is this the time to risk?