Centered

For this reason I bow my knees before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name, that He would grant you, according to the riches of His glory, to be strengthened with power through His Spirit in the inner man, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith; and that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ which surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled up to all the fullness of God.  Ephesians 3:14-19

My equilibrium has not been centered lately. Even as I type these words, the positioning of my keyboard is messing with me. I have shifted positions several times just trying to find the comfort spot to let my fingers move over the keys in the familiar way from how I was taught by Mrs. Wakefield in tenth grade. I think I have found it now. It is all about being centered and posture.

For me, symmetry and order keep me balanced. I know not everyone has this same characteristic. Those around me may get frustrated by my constant straightening. I don’t make a very good decorator because where I want things to be equal and balanced, artistic eyes would say otherwise.

But it isn’t just in the physical realm where I find balance important. My early morning hours open my day to what I can expect. Over the last several weeks, those precious hours have opened my days to work. It has consumed my time from waking until I finally close it up late evening, ready to sleep, only to rise again to the same thing. Leaving me exhausted and terribly off-balance.

This morning I was reminded of the firm foundation that brings everything plumb. He is the center of everything. I was reminded that nothing I face has not already be measured and weighed and exacted by Him. His line is pulled taut. It is straight and precise. He cares about the details. No matter how insignificant details may seem, He sees them and knows them and takes great care over them.

So instead of numbers and organizing accounts this morning, I sit in the center of Him. I rest in the fullness of Him. I find comfort in knowing His love surpasses my knowledge. I am thankful to find grounding in Him.