Draw Me Nearer

I’ll admit it. I am spent.
Two weeks of non-stop Early Voting will do that to a girl. Early alarms. Rushing to the polls. Smiling. Organizing. Serving. Doing it all again the next day. And the next.

It almost sounds pitiful to say out loud — because I chose to serve. I’m grateful I can serve. But somewhere between the ballots and the busy, I felt it.

The quiet slipping. Not a dramatic falling away. Just a subtle drifting. Less lingering in His Word. Fewer slow prayers. More checking the clock than checking my heart.

And that’s what makes me weary.
It isn’t the work. It’s the distance.

Because I’ve learned something over the years, exhaustion isn’t always from doing too much. Sometimes it’s from drawing too little.

Too little time at Jesus’ feet.
Too little stillness.
Too little nearness.

And so this old hymn started whispering to me:
“Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord…”
Not louder service. Not stronger effort. Nearer.

That’s what my heart needs.
To sit again in His presence.
To let His peace settle the dust.
To open the door of my heart wide instead of squeezing Him into the leftovers of my schedule.

“Draw near to God, and He will draw near to you.” (James 4:8)
Transformation doesn’t begin with effort. It begins with nearness.

Drawing nearer doesn’t require perfect prayers. It requires an open heart. A quiet yes. A willingness to sit still long enough to hear His voice.

Nearness reshapes us. And the sweetest truth? He wants this closeness even more than we do.

So today, let’s open the door of our hearts just a little wider — let Him in — let Him heal — let Him transform.

What a promise! God doesn’t scold the weary servant. He invites her closer.

And maybe that’s you today too. Not running from God — just running fast. Tired. Full. A little empty.

The good news? The door only needs to crack open.
And He will do the rest.

Draw me nearer, blessed Lord…because there is no safer place — no sweeter place — than close to YOU!