My watch says that 2010 has less than thirty hours remaining in its existence.  In considering what I want from 2011, I’ve observed a steady strand running through flashing thoughts.

In the year ahead, I am craving God’s touch.

I am seeking to seek more.  I am longing for courage to walk long paths.  To pray more real-ly, to humbly invite God’s Spirit, to shut down foolish interruptions and to tune in quietly: These mark the strand I speak of.

Certainly, these words of Jim Cymbala’s fit as well:

“I discovered an astonishing truth: God is attracted to weakness.  He can’t resist those who humbly and honestly admit how desperately they need him.  Our weakness, in fact, makes room for his power.”

That’s what it is.

I could ramble and write for hours, but it would all come down to five words.

I want to make room.