Greetings from the road (and my iPhone-the blog mobile app is not cooperating!). I wish I could tell you I’d planned this on-the-road post, but I didn’t. I slept in. I needed the sleep, and I am unashamed.

I awoke to a delicious rain. The slow kind that nourishes the earth, allowing every last drop time to soak in, long and deep. But out here on the road, people don’t seem too excited about it. The slow rain slows THEM down, messing up their plans and causing stress and irritation.

Quite a few years ago, I was one if those people. Not that I don’t go there now, because I do. However, this was to an exaggerated degree. I had my hand in WAY too many pots, my priorities completely opposite of what they should’ve been. I’d sensed the source of my stress, but I had bought into the lie that none of it could function without me.

I ignored God and His gentle nudging to slow down. So, after a while, He was relentless, and asked me to stop. And not just a few things. EVERYTHING. He didn’t just slow me down, He brought me to a screeching halt, and He began to rain on me, soaking my dry and thirsty soul with his nourishing love and discipline. It was one of the defining lessons of my life, and helps me, even still, to keep perspective and priorities.

There’s nothing wrong with being made to slow down a little. You avoid accidents and collisions, until you’re finally able to enjoy the rain. Good food for thought out here on the road to work…and the road of life.


“For the moment all discipline seems painful rather than pleasant, but later it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it.” Hebrews 12:11 ESV

“And have you forgotten the exhortation that addresses you as sons? “My son, do not regard lightly the discipline of the Lord, nor be weary when reproved by him. For the Lord disciplines the one he loves, and chastises every son whom he receives.” Hebrews 12:5-6 ESV