TINY DANCERS, DERVISHES and DUST DEVILS


April 25, 2025

Coffee with Jesus

Whirling Dervishes


Good Morning Lord, I love you.

Thank you for bright morning sunshine and hot coffee. Thank you for all the blessings you will give me today, those I notice and those of which I’m unaware. Some days the “tasks and to do’s” are so overwhelming and distracting. But there you are, in the periphery of my vision, catching my eye and thoughts for an instant. Your presence is so reassuring when I take a moment to look at you and talk to you.

Lord, I’m troubled and overwhelmed by so many things today. Some are larger and louder than others, seeming more threatening and unnerving.  I’ve a new bible study to begin, bills to pay, medication boxes to refill, laundry to complete, taking my husband to activities he enjoys, financial decisions to make, official documents to apply for, appointments to make and  keep, blog entries to type, phone calls and letters long overdue. The list doesn’t look intimidating on paper but in reality it’s making it difficult to focus on any single thought or intention this morning. 

Lighter thoughts of contentment and recent joys are tiny dancers pirouetting gently, gracefully like dainty young girls in pastel tutus and satin slippers along the margins of my mind. But clamoring for attention, the heavier thoughts, unsettling thoughts, are a blur of twirling dervishes and whirling dust devils gyrating across the dance floor of my mind. Each of them vary in intensity and speed at which they whirl and weave in and out of focus. My attempts to grasp any one of them is as ineffective as chasing dust devils in the field, only to have the bits of grit and dust slip through my fingers when I try to recapture some semblance of control. My soul is unsettled


MY PRAYER:

Lord I have no control over what is happening in our lives, but still I try to grasp control of that over which I am powerless. The Small turbulences snowball with the larger tumults into menacing chaos rolling in my mind. But then, there You are. You speak and the winds cease, the crashing waves still. The ballerinas curtsy, the whirling dervishes salaam, the twirling dust devils dissipate and settle at your feet. My humble heart  bows to your sovereignty. In you there is peace and stillness when I surrender to You my need for control. Please Lord, grant me Your peace. Amen


Psalm 107:28-30 “They cried out to the Lord in their trouble and he brought them out of their distress. He stilled the storm to a whisper, the waves of the sea were hushed. They were glad when it grew calm and he guided them to their desired haven 






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