Daughters of Promise March/April 2015 | Page 61

A t the time of this writing, I have a five week old son and a 2 1/2 year old daughter. Mornings are not what they used to be! I feel overwhelmed and exhausted nearly every morning right now, with no quiet moments for Scripture reading and contemplation. Instead, I’m learning to invite God into the confusion and chaos I feel in the moment. His presence enables me to dive in and swim in these moments rather than have them crash in my face. It’s been an exercise in finding an internal state of rest that is less dependent on external pressures, and I am learning much. This song is leftover from Christmas but is still so relevant to the ongoing, prolonged anticipation of God setting things right in the world: Comfort, comfort ye my people, speak ye peace, thus saith our God; comfort those who sit in darkness, mourning ‘neath their sorrow’s load; speak ye to Jerusalem of the peace that waits for them; tell her that her sins I cover, and her warfare now is over. Make ye straight what long was crooked, make the rougher places plain: let your hearts be true and humble, as befits his holy reign, For the glory of the Lord now o’er the earth is shed abroad, and all flesh shall see the token that his word is never broken. -Marlene W hat do I strive for in morning worship? Mostly, I just try to get out of bed in time to do it. It is easy for me to lie in bed and let my mind wander--maybe breathing a prayer or two, but never making it past that--and then, all of a sudden, it is time to get up and get ready for the day and my devotional time has slipped away. I want to work at giving God the “first fruits” of connection and worship--my morning time, when I am fresh. Lately, I’ve tried doing ten or fifteen minutes of body stretching and strengthening while I listen to worship music. This helps me get in those exercises I never have time for otherwise, while waking up my mind and helping me to focus on God. This simple worship song As the Deer, expresses the deepest desires of my heart. -Luci As the deer panteth for the water, So my soul longs after You. You alone are my heart’s desire, And I long to worship You. Chorus: You alone are my strength my shield, To You alone may my spirit yield. You alone are my heart’s desire, And I long to worship You. I want you more than gold or silver, Only You can satisfy. You alone are the real joy giver And the apple of my eye. You’re my friend and You are a brother, Even though You are a King. I want you more than any other, So much more than anything. 61