Whenever a plane flies over my house, my 20-month-old grandson jumps in my lap and clings to me. He says, “cared, cared.” (Translation: “scared, scared.”) I rub his back and sing to him. He calms down, and all is well. Today’s verses make me want to try to imagine that same comfort from God. I want to jump into the lap of the Lord and really listen to God. I want to take the time to do it. No excuses. No buts. I want to say, “I trust you. I am yours. I will try and do as you say.” The challenges are to find the time and quiet to listen and have the strength and trust to truly heed what I hear.
God, to whom I hold fast, help me to hear your voice and tune out all the noise that keeps me from being truly close to you.