Today I’m linking up with Sarah Bessey answering the question: what is saving your life right now. Feel free to join and share your moment of life saved with us all as well :)
————
Today.
Right now.
I’ve got to say it’s the little things that fill me over and help peace seep through my veins.
-the pan of granola in the oven.
-new tires on my car.
-husband hard at work providing so well for us all.
-my little’s chubby hands and content sleeping.
-running long and hard (relatively).
And then the one big thing that pulls my days together, leads my life and reminds who I am and what’s important.
The thing that keeps me sane. Saves my days. Saves my life. Quite literally.
It’s a conversation with a Saviour.
The first conversation brought us into this moment of timed eternity: Where a relationship is deepened with each word.
Eventually the moment ends and turns into the timeless eternal wonder: An existence marked by praise instead of seconds.
But for now, the thing that is saving my life is prayer.
Not the hours alone in my prayer closet (where can I sign up for one of those??)
It’s the moments where I am impatient and I beg God to help me wait.
one minute at a time.
He’ll turn me into a patient person yet (is it patience if you’re still yelling in your head?? I didn’t think so… Ok. Teach me, God.)
It’s the moments with the babe screaming all abandoned in the back seat of the car while mommy’s driving (not like a maniac, please) on the interstate praying for those screams to fall asleep.
It’s the moments where my head runs wild with worry (why does being a mother come with so much irrational fear??) and frustration and I ask for a reprieve and get it.
It’s all the little moments where God is shaping me.
Prayer by prayer.
The little moments.
Saving my life.
Teaching me I can’t save myself from anything (not even the chocolate chips! Is it sinful to put chocolate chips in granola??) and there’s only One who can.
———-
1 Thessalonians 5:16-18
“Rejoice always; pray without ceasing; in everything give thanks; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.”
Yes, shaping me. Oh and I put chocolate in my granola too. It’s called belgium granola. :)
LikeLike
Oh hooray! I do have a little bit of belgian blood in me. It’s nice to know there’s a reason for sweet tooth!
LikeLike
Beautiful! Loved this.
LikeLike
Thank you for stopping by, Sarah!!
LikeLike