I’m cleaning out closets and rearranging rooms. All the while, Scripture plays through my iPhone speakers, yet I hardly hear it over the noise of my own thoughts.
My giveaway pile grows with tiny toddler clothes and my own much-too-skinny pants, and the internal voice blares. Why did I gain weight? And why are my babies so big now? Oh how I’m ready for another little bundle…
I remind myself to pay attention to the audio-Scripture, and I think about the readers whose painful waits I’m praying for. I don’t think I answered that email from the mother with a prodigal son, oh how I’m praying. I hope she knows. My spirit sinks deeper and I notice how dirty the floor is under my knees. I should clean it, and my inbox, but look at the piles of clothes around me!
I make mental checklists for tonight’s adoptive mother’s meeting. I think through potential blog posts and my family’s dinner. I fold and sort and sigh and I hate giving toddler clothes away, even for local refugees, what if I need them!
And then, I hear God say, “Let go.”
So I stuff more clothes into a giveaway trash bag, then hear it again. “Let go.”
It’s not an audible voice, but I feel it in my soul. I need to let go.
I later open my laptop and read this:
“God doesn’t ask me to be perfect; He asks me to praise.“
And I think about my day…
my inability to really hear His holy Scripture because of the noise of my internal complaints.
I want to be perfect.
My abilities, my life, my circumstances… to be perfect.
And I smile big knowing God doesn’t require my perfection. But He loves my praise.
But how do we praise Him when our life is a mess and all we wait for is out of reach?
We let go.
We let go of our expectations.
Our stresses and fears.
We let go and turn our attention to His beauty.
God interrupts the noise in our brains — the complaints and worries and lists — and He calls us, “Let go. Surrender. I hear your complaints. But I want to hear your praise.”
That’s all You want?
You don’t want me prettier, more organized, more efficient, more perfect?
You simply want my praise?
That I can do.
And right there, in the midst of the waits and messes and piles and unheard audio-Scripture blaring, I praise.
Oh, how I love Him.
And how much more He loves us!
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