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Reading Isaiah 46:3-4 this morning, it struck me how much I wish I would have known my Father several decades and gray hairs ago in the way I know Him today (and I hope I will have the same sense two decades from now looking back to today).

Familiarity can foster an attitude that reduces the profound to the trivial. My eyes recently passed over 2 Corinthians 5:20 while my heart was not stirred. Yet, the Spirit drew my eyes back over and over again until I had stopped and actually thought about the massive truth: "We are therefore Christ's ambassadors, as though God were making his appeal through us."

A poem based on Psalm 142

Tossing restlessly, sleeping fitfully, I was annoyed with myself. Setting aside the annoyance of trying to force sleep (which only makes it worse), I realized the root cause was fear. I was feeling anxious about a future event. Lord, give me a verse to remind me of the Truth and He did: "For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind." (I couldn’t remember the address for this amazing verse in the middle of the night, but in the morning, I looked it up -- 2 Timothy 1:7).

“Why are you crying?” My husband’s voice echoes in my mind from earlier in the day. I ask myself the question over and over. I try to answer it, but no response seems to suffice. A body knows when a heart is aching, when it’s fragile and needs to be tended to. Even if the mind can’t quite express it, the body was designed to read the room of the soul.