Rhythm

Rhythm, a steady beat, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, at times even irregular. But always ordered. Maybe not to the casual onlooker. But to the one who listens, who looks beyond the elementary obvious, there it is. Unmistakable, undeniable, solid, strong, defining.

Routine . . a tempting substitute. I hear its siren song, promising control, security, peace? Promising what it can't deliver. Like notes that need a score, routine must listen for, hear, and attend to rhythm.

God, may Your rhythm motivate, regulate, invigorate my routine. May Your heartbeat, Your will, Your sovereign hand be my rhythm.