I stepped out onto our north facing deck early one recent morning having passed by my laptop with a cup of fragrant black coffee in hand.
In the dappled light I sat, with the cooing of doves and the chatter of birds filling the air, along with the whoosh of cars from the nearby highway. The magnolia tree rustled her petticoats in the morning breeze, and as I reached for my journal and pen I heard an inner voice affirming that I had got something right.
What I got right was making a choice to hear from heaven before the world of other voices. Why is that even a question each day? And yet it is and daily I struggle to keep things in my life in right order.
When I succeed in getting it right, it shows. In all I say and do and even think; it shows.
After writing these lines in my journal, I opened my Jesus Calling devotional. It was July the 6th, and part of that days short reading says this:
Listen to me above the clamor of voices trying to distract you. Ask my Spirit to control your mind, for He and I work in perfect harmony.I heard somewhere recently that the best gift we can give to our co-workers each day, is to arrive at work having been with Jesus; having listened to his voice; being filled with his Spirit and bringing his peace into every situation that will cross our path.
I know that to be true. I don't know why it doesn't always happen. I want to arrive alive at the office each day--alive to him!