Maybe blogging doesn’t have to be so long. I say too much most days. I do. Believe it or not, most days I want to be quiet. Say nothing, sit back and absorb. Today I wanted to drive. Til I couldn’t no more.
Windows open, no music.
Just the sound of the wind.
To a nice secluded place.
A place that has no FaceTime or Facebook. No tweeting allowed. No Instagram. No Whats App. There is no hangouts. Messenger is completely disabled. No text messages, emails, phone calls, voice notes or voice mails. There’s no meetings, no strategic planning or major problems to solve.
There is really no other way to be tracked or reached. A place where top notifications have ceased.
You’re now off the grid.
Maybe I just wanna take a nap in the daytime when there’s still light outside and not see the light from a phone or other screen.
There is nothing like that necessary get-away! I am longing for vacation. It is almost here. For all will be disabled so that I can come back more enabled! I need to breathe again for real! For stuff is so overwhelming. Lord help.
I woke up today and just wrote these few words in my book… Lord take control on this day. I need my place of serenity. Get me off the grid so I can build back up that inner strength that I need so much. You are my hope. You are my support.
When you feel broken down, You’re the one that builds us back up.
The Lord builds up Jerusalem;
He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
He counts the number of the stars; He calls them all by name.
Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding is infinite.
The Lord lifts up the humble; He casts the wicked down to the ground.
Never mistake these times off the grid, for when I catch that great quietness I find such a purposefulness in the very presence of the Almighty God. Off the grid I read these words….
I’m here for you.
I’m your forever friend.
I’ll never leave you or let you down.
If your father, mother, spouse, son,
or daughter forsake you.
I’ll take you up.
I’ll sustain you.
I’ll comfort you.
Let Me encourage you.
You can rely on My promises to turn
your mourning to unbridled, glad pleasure.
Your future is not dim with sizzled embers.
Be reassured–great things are yet to come.
~June 16, Talk to Me Jesus by Marie Chapian