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Taking Time

There never seems to be enough time or the right time as I'm staring at my laptop screen and struggling to collect my empty thoughts. I must admit I am challenged to write a daily blog, especially when my mind is vacant. Yet, here I am still at it, even when I'm running way behind or staying up too late. Why am I trying so hard? I guess because I do enjoy it when the words begin to flow, but the waiting time seems oh, too long . . .

Perhaps there was another instance when time just lagged and came up empty handed. The setting was ancient Babylon, with a short-fuse, feisty King. Poor Nebuchadnezzar had such a sleepless night with dreams that deeply disturbed him. All he wanted was his personal wise men and counselors to tell him what he'd dreamed and solve the mystery of it's meaning. But unfortunately for them, they were quite perplexed to do such a thing and seemed to be just stalling. The King's reaction was rash and rough; he threatened death to them; "off with their heads!"was his only response. So at the right time, Daniel was called to the rescue.

Daniel came to the scene with great calm and discretion. He took time to listen to a full explanation of all that had happened. He personally went to the king and requested more time for a solution, but with that he promised an answer. When the irrational rules, time is the remedy of reason, it keeps a cool head. So Daniel goes home, he never shows panic. He tells what's at stake as he seeks out his friends. He takes time to pray and asks that his friends join with him in doing the same. Fervent and purposeful prayers are never too late, especially when one's life is at stake. Daniel lays down to sleep with complete faith in his God, and then gets the full answer from a divine vision that night. He awakens with praise that the mystery is solved.

He once more seeks out time to offer thanksgiving to God, who creates and forms time; the Lord of the heavens who can change time and seasons, who gives man his wisdom, his knowledge and understanding. At just the right time, Daniel is able to return to the King with the answer and spare all those deaths. All this was accomplished by just taking time. . .

Lord, I sense today, right now as I blog, that you still are giving me something to say; you still want me to write. Thank you for this affirmation and that today I stopped to pause, reflect, and take extra time to just write. . .




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