Being Still

Yesterday afternoon, I took myself off to 'seek God'. Reading through what I wrote before 'settling down' - and during the time I spent, I thought I could, perhaps, publish it to my blog 'as is', though it's probably longer than my usual posts - and not all of it 'makes sense' in terms of a story (i.e. it's a bit rambling, but to edit it would lose the sense of a tired, over-wrought, mind trying to find rest) - so here goes (I have used an ellipsis … to indicate the passage of a significant period of time between thoughts):

This afternoon is my first 'attempt' to get into 'Pause and Pray' or 'Be Still' - our church's autumn 'sabbath'. First, I think I need a 'brain dump' - to get a lot of thoughts out of my head. Writing is, for me, the most effective way to accomplish that, so here goes for some 'stream of consciousness' writing stuff.

I thought I was heading for the hills.

I lift up my eyes to the mountains - where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.
Psalm 121:1-2 (NIV)

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