I’m sitting here on my couch, trying to decide what to write … and I notice the hum of the fridge. I’m anxious about beginning a blog. Will I be consistent? Will anyone care what I write? Will I ever get over my awkwardness in writing? or my anxiety about being entertaining and interesting enough? And the hum of the fridge is still there, just as God is still there — easy to tune out, but always audible when I listen. I remember this and feel confident.
I hear heaven’s white noise in my life today in His reminder that He will help me. With Him I’m enough.