Blessed is the man who listens to me, watching daily at my doors, waiting at my doorway. Proverbs 8:34 (NIV)
All passive words, Lord.
I want to tell you what I want and need. I think I know the answers. I strut around believing my opinion is the most important.
“Blessed are those who listen to me.”
I don’t want to stand on the sidelines and watch. I want to work, play, and take part. My ego shouts that my ‘doing’ is essential.
“Blessed are those who watch daily at my doors.”
I rush into my day, my to-do list, my goals and dreams without You. Wait? That is so hard, I whine. Wait for Your timing?
“Blessed are those who wait at my doorway.”
Lord, help me let go of my babbling, my doing, and my busyness to follow You for the blessings of listening, watching and waiting.
Ah yes, that struggle to control. I fight it daily, actually hourly. I’m trying to make my prayer less “I need this, this and this” and more just “help me”. Little by little, turning over the control. It may take a lifetime though 🙂
Just what I needed to hear. Bless you Jean!
BTW, I bought that book you gave away last week. Very good! Thanks!
Jeanie, you know, that’s the hard part with God. To let our “stuff” go. Blessings**