Zoomies

             In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God. (Romans 8:26-27)

Today is being another in a series of high energy, restless days. I spent the morning getting things done, but now it’s afternoon and I am struggling with this blog post. There are too many distractions. I’ve mentioned the “Yuck Factor” before, and today is a Yuck Factor day. Here I am in the middle and (Yuck!) I don’t know which way to turn, what to write about, what do do next, etc. It’s the sort of day when some of my friends would say, “Breathe, Karen.” But breathing doesn’t help. I am breathing. I’m (figuratively speaking) hyperventilating.

What today’s passage says, in part, is that God knows we’ll have days like this. He’s still God. He’s still good. He’s omnipotent and wise. So the question isn’t about breathing. It’s about letting go, which is really about trust. Will I trust Him enough to focus on the task of writing, or am I going to be distracted by every wave or breeze in my attention?

The Spirit knows what I need. I need Him when my mind spins off in an “I need to do everything N.O.W!” mode. I need to remember that He knows the beginning from the end. He is the beginning and the end.

My dog comes to mind again. When I walk her across a specific grassy area on her short leash, she races around me and chases her tail, winding up and unwinding in a burst of energy. Why she doesn’t do it on her long line, I don’t know. However, when she does this, I turn with her but otherwise let her have her outburst of zoomies. If I can do that for my dog, I have to wonder if times like the one I had earlier today might not have God holding my “leash” and turning with me while I get the zoomies out and can approximate rational thought again.