Brook Gray

Wife, Mother, Pastor and Child of God
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Be Still

Psalm 46:10

10 Be still, and know that I am God;

There’s a little exercise I do that a college professor recommended when feeling overwhelmed.  He said to speak aloud the beginning of Psalm 46:10. Then repeat it over and over taking away the last word until you are left with only one.  Try it.  It is very contemplative and surprisingly calming.  It can quickly put things into perspective.

Be still, and know that I am God

Be still, and know that I am

Be still, and know that I

Be still, and know that

Be still, and know

Be still, and

Be still

Be

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Why Blog?

Okay, so I go in blogging spurts.  I don’t think I’m alone in this trend.  I will consistently blog for several weeks, then I’ll unintentionally take a month or two off.  Then, my husband will lovingly encourage/challenge me to get back on the blogging track.  So, here I am…at it again.

Questions swam in my mind as soon as I opened it up to the idea of what my next blog would be about.  The first one was, “why blog?”.  It’s not like I am an expert in any one area and the world MUST know my insight to be able to discern their next step in life.  Whew, that would be a lot of pressure.  Nope, for me, it’s kinda just for me.  Sure I’m putting it out there for anyone to read, but I honestly do it as a time of “personal” reflection.

We use busy-ness as an excuse for so many things…not calling that friend, not having lunch with that mom, not folding that laundry, saying no to that trip and unfortunately – to not have any unique thoughts.  It takes time and effort to shut off the constant rumble of my own stresses, lists and entertainment to ask myself, “what do I think about that?”.  To a 20 something person this is probably a foreign idea.  Just wait, your day is coming where the thing you look most forward to is sitting down and “vegging”.  Sitting in a Starbucks-esk environment sharing ideas about the protagonist in the latest novel I read just doesn’t fit into my schedule.  So I blog.  Guess what, writing down thoughts causes me to THINK!

So, after asking myself one question, I had my topic for my next blog.  Kind of ironic…blogging about blogging.  LOL!

Do you find yourself swimming in a sea of busy-ness?  When was the last time you had an intelligent conversation about an idea, topic or scripture…not about your spouse or kids?  Do you feel like there’s no time for that?

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Bringing Home Puppies

Shawn and I just had a quick pop-in visit from our friend Adam.  Adam’s world is being “wrecked by God” and Adam is wrecking our world in the process.  Poor guy leaves thinking he was a bother to our quiet morning.  Little does he know he brings excitement and revival where ever he goes.  Shawn and I feel like an old couple who just brought home a little puppy,  who can’t be stuck in their ways anymore, because they have a puppy.  Puppies have a way of changing a home.  They bring joy and smiles and responsibility.

We chatted about our hope being stored up in heaven and what that means.  We spoke about treasures we try to store up on earth.  My mind trailed from the conversation around the dinner table and went to words I’ve spoken this week.  We’ve  just moved into a new house.  Much of our time has been spent unpacking and then just sitting and admiring the blessing God has given.  Many, many people have asked about the house in person and on facebook.  I find myself being more excited about this house than the one who gave it to us.  I have spent more time talking about this house than the one who blessed us with it.  I have unknowingly made it an earthly treasure.  This house is just a house.  It cannot save me.  It cannot redeem me.  It cannot pursue me.  It cannot love me.  My true hope is being stored up in heaven, not in this house.

I am so glad that God has brought Adam into our lives.  His excitement for The Lord is challenging to be around.  He can’t even sit still when he talks about God.  The creaky old dinning room chair he was sitting in never fell silent.  Yet, my chair didn’t make a peep.  Oh, Lord help me.  He keeps talking about how knowing Shawn has changed his life.  Little does he know how us knowing him is changing ours!