I found myself saying this tonight. I'm expended, and if I don't recharge
with my God, I will be a shell of a person walking around. God forbid.
It is so hard to stop the pace of this city in my life. To steal away with God
is so difficult, and yet that's where the treasures are. He is waiting for me.
I can't even think, as it's all piling up, and I'm getting drained from all the running.
I am torn between two different lives. The life I live here currently, and taking a time out to go away with God to let Him speak to me in quiet serenity.
What compels me to keep going, and not permit myself to get away with my God?
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