Fears and Tears

In a noisy world, I long for the quiet, a place of peace and solitude where I can rest in the Lord. A place where I can listen for the whisper of the Lord in the midst of the chaos I feel. A place where I can look at the difficult areas in my life and work through them with the help of the Lord. A place where I can pray for others and remember to look beyond myself and see the world that is out there.

As the season of Lent approaches, I have begun small disciplines to prepare to enter into the quiet of the desert. I have slowly begun to unhook from those things that have been stealing my peace. I decided to remove my fitbit wristband, and not be monitored 24/7, I have decreased my screen time, had one less cup of coffee per day, and turned off the radio while I am driving.

I am also adding a few things in, a new book study, a new health/wellness group, and keeping my scheduled prayer time in the early morning. I have found that if you don’t replace that which you take away, something else will take its place. So I wanted to be purposeful with my Lenten journey this year.

Every year is a little different for me, but the calling is the same. To repent and believe in the Gospel. To follow the Lord into the desert, that is where the quiet is found and His whisper can be heard.

Then Jesus was led by Spirit into the desert to be tempted by the devil. He fasted for forty days and forty nights, and afterwards he was hungry. MT 4:1-2