Today the darkness of morning and the incessant flow of pounding rain make me want to curl up in a ball, cocooned inside a blackened space. I quietly mull over today's Spiritual Journey topic, finding direction, posed by Karen Eastlund, our host, as the raindrops beat harder on the ground.
An image of an agile juggler tossing balls in the air pops into my head. I am drawn to this thought for I feel like a novice juggler unable YET to find balance and direction. With every beat of the rain, I see another ball dropping into the soggy earth. Kerplunk goes ball # 1, the virtual building of my new Virginia home. Why did I not hear the important conference call? Ball #2 follows. My realtor calls suddenly asking if he can show my home? Like a little witch in one of my picture books, I race around my Long Island house with a broom in hand (but this broom's job is to sweep). Then, there is ball #3, my personal well-being. I am now overwhelmed with my to-do lists and just want to pause and write but I keep getting interrupted.
It is bedtime and the rain falls in an incessant pattern once again. I want to be surrounded by the stillness of peace and "cast all my anxieties on Him because He cares for me". (1 Peterr 5:7) I turn back to Karen's blog to reread an inspirational quote.
So now, after worrying about the endless to-do, I take these quotes and tuck them under my pillow. Maybe the direction I seek will be present in the tomorrow's morning light.
