Then Jesus said, “Let’s go off by ourselves to a quiet place and rest awhile.” Mark 6:31
The day begins. The alarm clock goes off. The dawn approaches. All signs point to a new day, a new beginning, a fresh start, another opportunity.
The mind begins.
What shall I wear? What shall I eat? What things do I have to accomplish today? The tasks on the list. My calendar, let me check it.
A soft voice whispers—“come away to a quiet place for a few minutes.”
The urgency of the day silences the voice. There’s too much to do—must get going, get moving. Many things left over from yesterday to add to today.
Got to go.
YHWH, a God of routine. A God of systems.
Since the creation of time, the new dawn approaches and so begins a new day. And as sure as time, the same day pulls down it’s shade and darkness envelopes the earth and night begins, again, again and again.
Likewise, the crowning of each life begins on earth as the infant descends from the mother’s womb, and just as sure as life begins, life will end as destined by our Creator.
Systems. Cycles. Routines. Most of which have occurred since the creation of the world.
Adding a routine of ingesting twenty ounces of water each morning has been beneficial to my health regiment. Before the intake of anything else, water first. It awakens and jumpstarts my digestive system, helps cleanse any settled toxins and improves my metabolism. The water beckons me each day, ‘start with me,’ providing benefits that are almost immeasurable, but yet noticeable when not performed.
Two parts hydrogen and one part oxygen.
No flavor. No seltzer. Nothing fancy.
The thing that composes 70% of my body. Water.
The simplicity of it is almost comical in that this simple act provide benefits of exponential effects.
The routine, nonetheless, stresses the importance of a routine with God.
Each day, Emmanuel beckons me to awaken with HIM.
Come away today.
Come away each day to a place, a quite place and rest for a while.
Not just today, but Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday.
Nothing exciting necessary with each meeting. No goose bumps necessary. No frills or flattery words.
Just an awakening and stillness each morning presenting my life to HIm.
Even upon the heels of disobedience due to activity, each day the Savior still calls—come away with Me to a place where I can give you rest.
Tragically, the human psyche becomes bored with routine. Will skip it. Will dazzle it. Will change it to ease our sense of need for something more, something new. Yes, boredom trips us up. The routine nature of God trips us up—the desire for the different. The hiss of the lie of boredom of the same old fruit. “Try the Tree of Good and Evil—it’s something different and nothing will happen to you.”
And maybe because He knows we are but flesh, He allows the desire for something different to be appeased through holidays, vacations, and even shopping trips. But, at the end of the spontaneous event, routine is resumed, necessary for the calming and resetting of the mind and spirit.
Of greater need for the soul is the routine daily intake of HIM—spiritual water, daily bread.
Give me this day, my daily bread.
Drink of this water, and you will never thirst again.
“Awaken me each morning with the water of your love and your word. Allow me to hear your loving kindness each morning—each time I awaken. As I present myself before your, allow your love and your word to refreshen me—to awaken me—to cleanse me.”
For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel:In returning [to Me] and resting [in Me] you shall be saved; in quietness and in [trusting] confidence shall be your strength. (Isaiah 30:15)