Breathing

Colossians 2:8-23

I come to the page this morning feeling guilty. I’ve spent no time in the word this week. Zero. Travel troubles, family issues, deadlines, company coming, grandchild care, mother care, laundry, shopping, cleaning, worrying—I’ve let it all get in the way of time with the Lord.

And then this morning, at 5:18, the thought woke me: Post time! My turn!

To post what? Something profound. Something insightful. Something fabulous.

Ha.

Here’s the thing: I have been running and doing and going so fast, I haven’t had a moment to think about anything other than where I need to be next. My prayers have been cries of the heart, shot out to God on the fly.

And God loves me. Today’s reading reassures me. I am complete in Christ. I am alive in Christ. I am free in Christ. All the guilt, those “musts” and “shoulds” I hear—in my own voice—are nonsense.

I am free. I am alive. I am complete. I am loved.

He has so much more to say, I know. Another time. For today, this is just what I needed to hear.

Lord, help me to hold on to You today. Help me to breathe…just breathe.