Waiting For A Spark

Posted by on July 16, 2013 in Growth | 2 comments

It rained for 4 straight days. Then, the sun showed it’s face, and hung around to warm our backs. We spent the last 2 weeks pitching our tent in hotels and family homes. Most moments were entirely ordinary. We moved slowly, talking long and doing little. Intentionally.

I remember that I don’t move slow enough.

I don’t sit intentionally, except on Sundays.

I didn’t write a word the entire 2 weeks I was gone.

Now, as I fumble the keys, I find my fingers stiff and my tongue thick with words wedged in sideways. I’m listening to God–He’s telling me a story.

It’s not easy listening to Him. Not easy in the way that I think it ought to be, if I were a “good” Christian. Should it be easy?

seeking a spark

I’m asking Him for a spark.

This space will be relatively quiet, I imagine. (It seems I’m not always a good listener, when I’m busy talking myself).

I hear Him–He’s always louder in the dark.

I feel the flickering flame.

I feel His warmth.

I’m leaning in–

 

Counting beyond 1000 Gifts:

beautiful weeds

kids playing in the pool

sunshine after long days of rain

friends and unexpected encouragement

groceries in the fridge

difficult seasons of growth

 

 

 

sharing this post in community with Laura and Ann

 

  • http://annieathome.com/ Annie Barnett

    Love every word of this and relate so much, friend. I’m with you.

  • http://lauraboggess.com Laura Boggess

    Oh, I know this. And sometimes the waiting feels like forever and sometimes it becomes the holy in itself. I’m glad you’re back. These keys don’t feel fumbled :J)