There's a Christian counselor in our area who put out some tapes a while back (like way back...like back in the 80s...). In one of her talks, she spoke about how all the things that bother us in our lives, such as how we've been hurt, how we've hurt others, sins we've committed, et al., bounce around in us like little ping pong balls. Eventually, one of the little bouncers flies out and has to be dealt with. I'll never forget that word picture.

Isn't it funny, the things we remember? Something else that comes back to me every now and then is a "Mad About You" episode from the 90s in which Paul says to his wife Jamie, "Talk to me like I'm five." In other words, he wanted her to explain something to him very clearly.

I've just given you two pictures of my life as I now know it. I have so much on my plate that I forget most of what I have to do, but every once in a while one of them flies out and smacks me in the forehead. That's called an "Oh, yeah..." moment. More often than not, it's an "Oh, shoot!" moment.

Then I have my prayer times. I lay my life out before the Lord as if I've dumped the kitchen junk drawer on His lap. It's all jumbled and unorganized and filled with little odds and ends that look important but no one misses.

"Lord, where do I start? I've got this to do, that to do, yada yada yada, and can't do any of it because I don't know what to do first. I've got too much going on. What can I toss? Please...talk to me like I'm five!"

And He is faithful. He speaks to me what He's already spoken so long ago. The reminders come to me like old friends...you know the kind: they're the friends you can be comfortable with even in the silences because you've known each other so long.

"Seek first the kingdom of God, then all these things will be added unto you."

"In quietness and trust shall be your strength."

"Without a vision, my people perish."

And on and on they go. Old friends, parading through my soul, talking to me like I'm five. And that's just the way I want it. After all, aren't we supposed to come to Him like little children?