To Quiet my Quiet...

I've begun to realize that I'm too busy. Ok, news flash this is NOT... anyone who knows me knows that I'm always too busy. But lately even my quiet time in the mornings isn't as quiet as it used to be. Now don't get me wrong, if you stand outside the door to my closet you won't hear a thing. But inside my head the gears are flying and my thoughts hit near warp speed. Sure, I read my daily devotional. And yes, I still spend time in The Word. But I'm distracted, preoccupied, consumed with thoughts, stressors, worries, plans, lists... all of the pressing needs of the day haunt me before I even get it started. So I want to quiet my quiet time.

I want to settle those thoughts, postpone the anxieties, release the fears... I want to spend time delighting in my Heavely Father, rejoicing at His feet, and dancing in his presence. If you pray, would you ask that God calm the storm in my mind, settle the waves in my heart, and allow me to refocus on Him, throughout my day, but especially during that precious hour I spend with Him every morning? I no longer want my quiet to be so loud...