This week has been a long week. Time seems to have passed quickly, but emotionally I feel as if I have lived a month. I look forward to a weekend to regroup, rest and hopefully let my hair down for a few mintues.
Why is it that sometimes time flies, and sometimes time seems to drag on and on forever?
I am looking forward to finding a few minutes, hours this weekend during which I can be by myself. I need some alone time…I need the opportunity to press into God, to hear His voice, to incline my ear to His mouth and have that intimate time. I feel as if there are many decisions being made about my life that are out of my control. This morning as I sang (under my breath…I wouldn’t want the people of Philadelphia to think I’m crazy…hahahahahahahaha) “Lord, I surrender all” I felt as if the heavens moved. I can’t explain it, but there is movement going on. I’m still not privy to the plans, but there is something going on.
I need my sanctuary time. I need a place to call my own, to hang my hat. I need a place wherein I can just be. I want a home of my own so that I can entertain people, so that I can invite people into the presence of the Most High without having kids, dogs, sisters, brothers running around.
So that is where I am. Right now. In 9 minutes, I’ll be on Walnut Street heading toward the train. TGIF.