I haven't written in several days. Life has been so busy since I last posted. Friday night we went to a play at the High School. Saturday, we went to my son Eric and his wife Katie's for a huge Fund raiser party in honor of John, Katie's dad, who passed away 2 years ago from pancreatic cancer. It started at 2:00 pm and went on into the evening. They had a huge slide for the kids, the band played and they sold food. All the proceeds were donated to the American Cancer Society Relay for Life in which we will participate this coming Friday night. Sunday we went to church, out to lunch, home for a nap and out to dinner and a movie. Monday I worked on projects for our church Health and Safety Fair. Then I began working on towels to sell at the Relay for Life Friday night. Then I took Jayda to see the Hannah Montana movie. We had popcorn and skittles for dinner and ice cream for dessert. (Only with Granny). After the movie, I dropped Jayda off at home, visited with baby Cooper and went home, where I worked on projects until late into the night.
It's Tuesday morning and quiet in the house as Carl is at the dentist. I'm sitting here thinking about how I can plan my day to be most productive with all that I need to do. My bones ache so bad I'd rather just stay in my chair. No, the library to return a book, the pharmacy to fill a prescription, Michaels for paint for the Relay for Life sign, Target for more towels for the Relay for Life, Dylan's baseball game and then Eric's softball game tonight. So much to do.
And as I sit here in the quiet, I realize I haven't written anything on my blog for several days. Hmmm, I thought. That's funny, God hasn't given me anything to write lately. Wonder why. And that still small voice whispers to me "I haven't spoken to you because you have been too BUSY to talk to me." And then I am reminded of the last several mornings where I have gotten up, ready to start my busy day without so much as a "Good Morning" to God. I have gone through the activities of the day too busy to talk to him. Maybe tonight I say. And at night I fall into bed drifting off to sleep in the middle of my prayers not even knowing what I said.
Does this ever happen to you? It seems as though God is quiet. Like you haven't heard from Him in awhile? Yet, you are so busy doing things that there is no time in your day to spend with Him? Even for a few moments? It happens to me. But then the still small voice gently speaks to me, beckoning me to spend time with Him. Can you hear it? We have to be unbusy and still for a moment to hear it, but it's there.
Yes, there are many things on my "To Do" list today. But for now, I am going outside, in my swing, with my bible, and spend time with God.