I ran, pushed the stop on the washing machine, balanced the load, and when I started it again, it worked fine.

When I became a widow, my life became unbalanced and I felt things spinning out of control because life progressed way too fast. Sometimes the same thing happens in my life now, eleven years down the grief road. I find myself doing too much of one thing and my life gets out of whack.

Then, I realize I need to stop, re-evaluate my life, prioritize my duties, likes, preferences, and the needs of others.

Since the author of the Bible personifies a balanced life, I want to know Him more personally. I believe it’s best summed up in “Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith” (Hebrews 12:2a).

People line up to have an author sign their book. I have done it myself. The author makes me feel important when they write my name and then sign underneath it. The Bible makes me feel special because it personally speaks to me about my life, sin, and my eternal destination.

When the Author of the Bible called us to serve Him as missionaries to the US military in Japan, my husband and I were excited and awed that we could serve in that ministry. When he, my counterbalance, died, I had to learn to listen to  my Heavenly Husband. He knows what I need and what is best for me because He balances me. I know I am happiest when I submit and obey the Lord.