My husband is on a mission trip. I can’t sleep when he is gone. I’m not scared; I just don’t have anyone to talk to and I dearly love to talk. So, tonight I am on Twitter. I remember when I first started a twitter account – I had 0 followers, so in twitter-land, did that mean I was basically talking to myself when I posted
? I think so. To top it off, now it’s just one more thing I’ll have to keep up with! What was I thinking? Cheap therapy, I suppose!
Sometimes….
I get completely wrapped up in my day, my world and my calendar, that I forget how completely wrapped up He is in having a relationship with me.
Sometimes….
I am so engrossed in answering email, returning phone calls and responding to texts, facebook and Pinterest that I don’t hear how persistently He is pursuing, initiating and gently tugging at my distracted heart. He reminds me to just “be still and know that He is God.”
Sometimes….
I work hard to plan, present and prepare words and pictures for neatly wrapped marketing packages that will somehow point people to Him. Then, suddenly I am reminded that He can use anything to draw people to Himself. “Profound” doesn’t always look the same. In this media-crazed world sometimes simple is louder.
So I will tweet…because He is ever listening to each thought, every word. He cares that much for me. I guess that means I do have 1 follower. I am thankful He pulls my wandering heart to His.
Following the King of kings…
Julie