The Parking Places for the Heart

It has been a restless kind of day.
It actually started the night before.
A decision to watch the Daily Wire before bed
Numbers, reports, job losses, deaths, projections...
Anti-isolation protests rising.
My mind filled with questions...
Is the collapse of the economy worse than the pandemic?
Do governments have too much power?
How did we get here? Just because someone ate a bat?
Will my dental surgeon ever open again?
I turned the lights out,
My body fell asleep but my mind was in park mode.
Parked in anxiety, fear, doubt.

I did not need the alarm to wake me up.
My mind was up and ready to go.
From park to high gear.
Checking my phone,
Answering emails, making phone calls,
Planning more zoom calls,
And sending even more text messages.

Towards the end of the day, came a text from a dear friend.
Reminding me to go for a walk.
"Walk very far" was her quote.

And so I did.
My mind unravelled and undone.
My restless heart slowed down,
And turned to the only One who can give me rest.
Who promises that He will keep me in perfect peace,
If my mind is stayed on Him.

The reality is harsh
The future unknown to us
But I must make a choice
I must park my heart in His promises.
"The Lord is my light and my salvation;
Whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life:
of whom shall I be afraid?" (Ps. 27:1).

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