AT YOUR FEET

“The earth was without form, and void; and darkness was on the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters,” Genesis 1:2 ESV. The human instinct for harmony, symmetry, balance and rhythm is continually assaulted by the unpredictable anarchy that each new day brings. Striving to enter rest is the daily conundrum of the soul. It seems that most of my energy is exhausted in attempting to achieve what I must, only to find rest in abandoning my struggles to God. The work of the Holy Spirit is precisely to bring order and truth out of chaos by leading me “beside still waters” and “restoring my soul”, (Psalm 23:2). FATHER, what sweet whisperings await the relinquished heart! LORD, capture my heart and lock away my strivings. Teach me to succumb to Your promptings BEFORE running headlong into walls. Constrain me to “Come Unto” before I “Go Therefore.” At Your feet where I belong.