Settling
“He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.” (Psalm 46:10)
How much can you put on your plate? If you’ve ever been to a buffet, you know there is the temptation to overload your meal plate with more food than you’ll need, and so much food that you won’t really enjoy it. What you thought was going to be a delectable, taste-satisfying experience becomes more of a drudgery. The smile has disappeared as you hoist one more bite of the mashed potatoes and gravy that now feels like a lump sliding down to your stomach.
I confess that I have a tendency to fill my plate to the point that some of my helpings are dangling over the side.
Except now I’m talking about the things that I keep putting on my plate: the tasks I heap onto the pile, the commitments I slide into a sudden opening, and the requests from people I know who trust that I’m capable. I confess that I have difficulty settling into a life that has some space on the plate. I suppose it hints more at my need to be needed than at my ability to get things done.
Of course, I can rationalize that the portions I pile on my plate are necessary, that they have purpose. I compare my plate with the plates of others who heap their lives with meaninglessness, wasted time doing things that have no benefit and purpose besides self-gratification and pleasure.
Geez! I sound arrogant and obnoxious in those words.
Lord, help me to trim down and settle into a rhythm with Your Spirit. Help me scrape a few things back to their origins. Help me give myself permission to create some space for breathing and meditating.
Amen!
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