My Place of Comfort

 “ In the rush to return to normal, consider what part of normal is worth rushing to.”

This is a very thought provoking statement from a dear friend of mine. As these days wear on and I endure lows and wait impatiently for a high, it’s only human to become somewhat weary. Will I return to what I consider normal? I can’t imagine a summer without Rockies Baseball or my favorite outdoor concert venues. When will I be able to take my grandchildren to the playground or the neighborhood pool?  My inability to share in Christian fellowship with my sisters in Christ or the precious little children in my BSF class is very disheartening. 

A definition of normal includes; the usual, average, or typical state of condition, or conforming to a standard. That sounds very vague to me, but then what do I know? For those of you who know me, you would agree that my life has survived many years of anything but normal. Being a very social person, the concept of social distancing is very foreign to me. What on earth would I do with all that  “distance” time? 

God had a plan! I have found my place of comfort in more prayer time, personal quiet time, ( I had no idea there was such a thing), and listening to Christian music. So instead of “doing” (busy with others), I’m spending more time in just “being.” Being in a closer relationship with God! It’s definitely a new normal I have been blessed by. 

A beautiful new song I’d love for you to listen to is “Waymaker,” by Michael W. Smith. Here is the chorus: Waymaker, Miracle Worker, Promise Keeper, Light in the Darkness, My God, That is Who You Are!                                                                                                                        

Linda Culberson

 

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