The Night

Two posts in one day. That is a first here on my blog.

I am sitting here gazing out the window watching the cars and trucks passing by in front of our house. I often think of the fast pace of people's lives and can't get my thoughts around the purpose. People passing me in a double yellow only to be directly in front of me at the next stoplight, nearly 15 minutes later. Next rest stop 60 miles, we need to pull over, stop and rest. Our yokes are heavy. Our burdens are great.

The vehicles rush by the window. Hurry! The occupants have an agenda. Hurry! Some are headed home to family, maybe to dinner with a friend. Hurry, I'm late! Others may be finishing up the business trip in the next town. Hurry! Some laughing, crying, broken, depressed, lonely. My prayers go out to each one of them for rest, safety and peace. Please slow down avoid the hurry! Rest, listen to God's still small voice. He wants to chat.

I am also watching my life pass by: have I done enough for Christ. Has there been a lost soul that I failed to discover along my journey. Was there a "least of these" that I walked by without stopping to minister. Did I not see or hear because of my weak spirit. So, I wonder about my lack of resting in God's presence. I always say I will do better. Do I?

I do not know the value of this blog to my reader, other than it permitted you into the thoughts that permeate my mind. I have a deep concern for people's pace in life. They need to know where the locations of the rest stops.

I apologize for my ramblings. It rained today! Good night my friends.