Lord, there is no one like you! For you are great, and your name is full of power. Jeremiah 10:6 (NLT)
Dear Jesus. Those words have the most comforting sound. When I was away last week, things were really hectic. It was a good kind of hectic. Lots of family. There was always something going on. Always someone to talk to. Listening and trying to be present in the middle of little children running everywhere. Constant motion.
In the back of my mind were the things that I wanted to think about and pray about. That little tickle that reminds you that even when you are on vacation, things need to be dealt with. You can’t ignore them…but here I was too busy to address them. My regular quiet time with God was interrupted by little ones yelling my name.
And then there were the people that I wanted to pray for. The problems you hear about that you know only can be addressed through prayer. The questions to God asking how He wants you to be involved…if He wants you to be involved at all. The heart stories that made you know there was no way you could heal that hurt and you could only pray. The folks who need jobs, healing, answers. Even though I knew I needed to pray more, I couldn’t seem to get enough quiet time to do it as much as I wanted (needed).
As I climbed into the car to head home, the grand kids sleeping in the back seat and my daughter sleeping in the front, I whispered the words “Dear Jesus.” Those were all I could get out. So many thoughts crowding my mind. So many concerns on my heart. It was overwhelming. All I could say was Dear Jesus.
And then there was peace. I didn’t have to utter a ton of words. I didn’t have to come up with fancy requests. I just had to call out His name and I knew He heard me. I knew He was there.
I am sure I will get back into my normal quiet time routine now that I am home. But it sure is good to know that His presence isn’t dependent on my performance. All I need to do is whisper His name.