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When my son Joel was about two years old he amazed me one day by an observation that he made that showed advanced discernment way beyond his age. I happened to be sitting on the couch with him by my side when all of a sudden Joel exclaimed, “You Sit Back Daddy! You Sit Back!” He had noticed that my posture was different than normal because I rarely recline anywhere but always seem to be on the edge of my seat so I can be off to my next appointment. Not that morning though! Joel had sensed that because I was comfortably relaxed- I was going to be there to spend more time with him. It has been ten years since that experience but I have never forgotten his challenge to me! I have attempted to be more conscious of what messages my body language sends to those I love! This past weekend I began to reflect on what my posture has been communicating to the God that I proclaim with my lips to love beyond measure. How often do I take my shoes off and long to linger in his presence on genuine holy ground? How long had it been that my only goal was to be able to be with the Lord with no time limits to hinder us? When was the last time that I sat back with Jesus? The following is the result of my quality time of being rather than doing! I hope and pray that it might bless somebody. I also challenge my readers to make time this coming week to sit back with loved ones and the ONE who loves you more than words could ever express! I call it: JUST SIT BACK: 

You sit back and come to just be with me… Get me on track and open my blind eyes to see. You sit back and trust my hand to care for you… It’s faith I lack and I must run to all that’s true. Always running- trying too hard- moving too fast…Never winning- losing too much- nothing to last. Now I’m coming- humble in heart- lowly in soul… And I’m praying- God will take back- what the enemy stole- and restore the joy in me.  Just sit back! It was raining- storms moving in- floods rising high… Things were shaming- hiding my face- muting my cry. Now I’m hoping- love will return- faith becomes new… No more groping- forcing his hand- time to be true- and restore the life in me.  Just sit back! So much time- so many troubled years! Words don’t rhyme- and a trail of painful tears! But I’m here now- like a little child in need! Please hold me Jesus- It’s to you alone I plead! You sit back and come to just be with me…Get me on track and open my blind eyes to see. You sit back and trust my hand to care for you… It’s faith I lack and I must run to all that’s true.