Find Your Center

I remember her tiny fingers swirling through flour releasing frail wisps in afternoon sunlight. And the kitchen all aglow like honey dripping down in late summer with windows open and the fragrant butterfly bush wafting in. Through our giggles and anticipation, together we formed little dough balls on the pan... formed little memories for the heart.

We pressed the centers of each and filled each little well with jellies and preserves. Our eyes grew big knowing the delicious center held the sweetest part.

Makes me think about what’s really at the center…the center of me?

What’s at the center of you?

I’ve thought about it a lot lately…considering my “center” in conversations. Do my words and my actions really reflect what’s within me? Do they reflect who’s within me?

Am I always mindful of the One I serve? The One who brings me through? The One who hears my thoughts and knows my heart?

Do I remember Who’s at the center when I’m discouraged and sad? I rush to speak His name when my soul rejoices, but do I remember my center when the storm rages?

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.

(Romans 15:13) NIV

Lord Jesus,

Help me to always feel your presence and hear your voice. May you always be at the center of me, the center of my strength and my courage just as I pray you are with the reader of these words. I thank you and praise you whether in my rejoicing or in the heart of the storm. In Jesus' name. Amen.