Isaiah 5:19

" to those who say" Let God hurry, let him hasten his work so we may see it. Let it approach, let the plan of the Holy One of Israel come, so we may know it." Isaiah 5:19
When I first read this verse this morning, I did not really grasp its meaning. It is speaking to a people who are demanding to know God's plan and essentially mocking Him and not believing He is real.
All I saw at the time was what I needed to see. That God has a plan! He has a plan and it WILL come. Not in our time but His. He also has included you and me in that plan according to Ephesians 1:11-14. By the blood of Christ. I needed to hear that this morning when feelings of purposelessness and lies of Satan were trying to re-wallpaper my mind.
God has a plan and I am part of it. All I need to do is obey. To lay my life before Him each morning and seek His will not mine. To be faithful in the small things and leave the big up to Him. I am not to demand God show me His whole plan, merely what I need to do today. To follow in his footprints and do my best.
Father God, thank you for your Word and for your promises.

Heavy hearted

Life is just plain hard sometimes. Especially when I don't spend enough time with God. I have much to be thankful for but I still only see that which is breaking my heart at the moment. No, my sons aren't taking drugs or living wild lives, my health is relatively good and no one I know is dying in the near future. I have a good husband and a home and food in my cupboards but my heart is aching. It aches to be loved. It aches for all the love I have poured in to my children for 20 plus years to be returned, somewhat. It aches to be wanted by those I care about. It aches for significance and respect and to be valued.
I know, I know, I have all that in Christ and it should be enough but some days I need the tangible kind. The days I forget I have the resurrecting power of Christ dwelling in my soul. When I take my eyes off God and spend a little less time seeking Him out. Times when I just want to chuck it all and become a hermit. I forget how powerful and deadly sin is and coast along until I feel the pull of the vortex dragging at my soul and heart and mind.
Forgive me Father for getting lazy. I know you have what is best in mind for me and all things happen for a reason. After all it is not about me....but You. Fill me with Your unchanging, everlasting, boundless love so I can face each day recalling the resurrecting power you have promised dwells in me.