Catching Up

Last evening, Saturday, we attended a concert at Udall Park in Tucson. We arrived early so we could set up our chairs and get our water.  We wanted a close enough place so that we could see our youngest son play trombone with Laszlo Veres's Symphonic Winds.  Our son will be leaving for grad school in Texas soon, so I relish these times we I can watch him play.  Anyway, as we entered the band shell area, we ran into a family we had not seen in over nine years.  It was good to catch up with their lives.  We each had gone in different directions and they lived on the far east side and we on the far west side.  Not many opportunities to run into each other.  When we last saw them, they had three children, and now they have eight.  When they last saw us, our youngest son was still in high school.  It was good to catch up on each other's lives.   It was rather bittersweet too, because we had taken different paths and what we once had in common, maybe wasn't so much in common now.

Have those experiences happened to you?  I thought about it on our hour long drive home from the park.  I wonder if sometimes we don't treat our Lord that way.  We get so busy with our lives.  Running to work, rushing home to fix dinner, getting kids in bed for the evening, checking email and facebook, the lists seems endless.  Do we find ourselves trying to play catch-up with Him?  I have to be honest and admit, that sometimes that is the way it is for me.  I miss the time I can sit with the Bible and read it, ponder it, and think on it. When I have my relationship with the Lord right, and I am in communication with Him, then even the trials I go through, are sweeter, because I have the peace in knowing He is in control.  When we have to play catch-up, Satan has easy access to us. This I have learned as I have gone through my latest trial.

Yesterday morning I just sat with the Lord.  I had my Bible open at Psalm 143.  I read it. I  pondered it. I let it speak to me, and then I found myself worshiping the the Lord, confessing my sin, and praying the Psalm.  All the anxiety that I had carried with me all week, melted away, and peace washed over my soul.

Is my anxiety gone for good?  I don't know, but if it does return, I know that I will stop whatever I am doing, and spend time with Jesus.  A friend of mine, who has also been struggling wrote me and said that when we get closer and closer to Jesus, Satan goes farther and farther away. I think she is correct.

I had a blessed Lord's day today, and I hope you did too, dear Reader.

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