EdHart.meI woke up early again this morning, my sleep fleeting and evasive. It’s still dark, peaceful and quiet outside, contrasting with the turmoil in my soul. The floor is cold on my bare feet as I slip quietly down the stairs, into the kitchen. The gurgling of the coffee pot sounds louder than it should and any light, no matter how faint, is too bright.
I woke up this morning at 3 o’clock to the sound of a thunderstorm. As I laid in dark, listening to the sound of the rain drone on, my current struggles and anxieties began rolling around in my mind like the thunder outside and I questioned God, “what do you want me to do?” I go there too fast, thinking that there must be some answer, some thing that I can do to alleviate the trials that I’m experiencing. I’m so quick to speak, so fast to pull the trigger. Fire, ready, aim…
Today in our Sunday school class we studied the well-known bible story of David and Goliath. While we discussed a number of very applicable and insightful truths, there is one aspect to the story that doesn’t often get mentioned, but which I think is absolutely critical for God’s people today.
It seemed like a good idea and I needed the exercise. We don’t walk enough as it is and the repair shop where I dropped my car off early in the morning (so I’d be first in line) was only 2 miles from my house.