Crash

This morning I was thinking, it has been 4 days since I’ve heard a telephone ring. All the girls here at the House of Grace went back school today for the first time since Christmas break, and it was SO quiet. I was sitting alone having a cup of Nescafe instant coffee, (the closest thing I can get to Starbucks here), and the only sound I heard was a very slight hum in the next room from a refrigerator. I was completely struck at how beautiful the silence was.

I have had a few crash moments since leaving Minneapolis. I really have not had a moment to be alone and really feel the impact of mom’s leaving earth. (I have a hard time calling it death, knowing that right now she is more alive then she has even been.) But I am aware that this has to happen and it should happen. I wanted to be alone so desperately when sitting on the 18 hour plane ride. To pray and just be alone with the Lord. Flying in a metal tube at 500 miles an hour with 180 of your closest friends is not exactly conducive to this.

Well I decided the bathroom was my only option. Most people were sleeping and I slipped into a bathroom and was in there probably 30 minutes. The Lord and I had a good talk and crashed into Him.

The Dave Matthews Band had a hit song with that title a while back. I have been thinking of a different kind of crash. Crashing in to the embrace of God. I was reading in Proverbs 30:5 MSG the morning I left this verse. "Every promise of God proves true; he protects everyone who runs to him for help.” I have been envisioning myself running to my Father for help in this time of loss and trouble and actually crashing into His arms and allowing Him to protect me. It’s working for me.

Londa Lundstrom Ramsey, 1/4/2012 1

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