2 Kings 2-3, Psalm 48, Matthew 4
I really enjoy podcasts. Huberman Lab, Morgan Housel and Seth Godin are a few of my favorites. They are great for a long walk in the morning with my young dog, Louise. I’ll eagerly pop in my ear-pods, ready to be entertained, enlightened, and encouraged. I do this most days.
Guess what?
Instead of peaceful I am stressed
Instead of motivated I am discouraged
Instead of encouraged, I am disappointed.
What gives? These guys are experts, right? If I can think like them, work like them, exercise the right way, eat well, sleep appropriately and get the right amount of vitamin D, my life will go well. Nope. Truth is, I can’t do more and maybe I can do what I do better, but sometimes I just need to be.
This week I’ve done it different. Rather than listen to voices through earphones, I talked to God. I was mesmerized by the fog and entertaned by the singing birds. I felt the cool breeze on my face and the summer dew on my feet. I watched ducklings following their mama and geese protecting their young from this unexpected predator named Louise. I enjoyed my reflection in the calm pond and marveled at the extraordinary honking of bullfrogs. Peace.
Psalm 48:9-10 revealed the Truth for me. Peace comes not from who I can be, or who I want to be. Peace comes from Who God is. Who He was and who He always will be. That, my friends, never fails.
O God, we meditate on your unfailing love
as we worship in your Temple.
As your name deserves, O God,
you will be praised to the ends of the earth.
Your strong right hand is filled with victory.