They come from every angle.

The buzz of the phone.
The sounds of the city.
The screams of a toddler.

How can I focus?

On my task.
On my family.
On Him.

It’s one of my biggest struggles.

The sounds.
The voices.

But my inner thoughts are the loudest.
Screaming above the rest.

The silence of a room can be most distracting.
Because there I’m left with me.

“Who are you?Β What do you think you are doing? You want to do what?!?!”
Those are the distractions I wrestle with and face head-on each day.
But in the midst of loudness, in the midst of the chaos, in the midst of the demons within, God whispers to me, “I’m here”.

I fight. I focus.
For another five minutes.

Five Minute Friday