I spent the day on my own.
I’m anxious again, about tomorrow and the day after.
I ‘talk’ to God alot.
I mean, I think alot and constantly involve God in that thinking.
It doesn’t feel like prayer – but I do sometimes, imagine that it is real conversation.
When I pray, my thoughts are often so complicated, and coming all at once – that I can’t find the words, or I don’t say what I’m trying to say, or I get stuck pleading, or praising, or rambling.
This afternoon I found myself singing in the shower.
I found a melody and sang, ‘Oh Lord’ over and over again.
It was strange.
I really enjoyed it.
I felt heard.
I’m at Simons and I’m learning that I can’t ALWAYS listen to him, can’t ALWAYS want to make him comfortable.
Can I ALWAYS listen to God?
Do I ALWAYS hear what he is saying?
Photo – Dhaami at Gossamer dreams
P.S. I’m so conscious today about that term ‘HE’. Why ‘HE’? If I were a woman and spoke to God all the time as ‘HE’ it would affect how I view him.
I tried calling him, HER, and it confused me!
Just a thought.