A Heart Disturbed

I'm not generally in the habit of praying prayers written by someone else, and yet of late, I seem to run across some in my reading that seem to help put into words the longings of my heart. This one is by John Baille, from a Diary of Private Prayer:

I, a pilgrim of eternity, stand before Thee, O eternal One, Let me not seek to deaden or destroy the desire for Thee that disturbs my heart. Let me rather yield myself to its constraint and go where it leads me. Make me wise to see all things today under the form of eternity, and make me brave to face all the changes in my life which such a vision may entail: through the grace of Christ, my Savior. Amen.

The other night I came across a book with the title Holy Discontent. I'm not planning to read the book (not right now, anyways), but I can't get that title out of my mind. I know we all have times when we're frustrated or, as I said in my previous post, feeling out of sorts. Between the above prayer and the title of that book, I've been thinking that perhaps I ought to stop and listen to what God may be saying to me. Novel idea, huh? And yet I know my tendency is to seek a diversion from that feeling of discontent, rather than delve into it. Sometimes doing so means I need to face something about myself. Something God may be wanting to get my attention about. Not exactly sure but if he used the heat of a burning bush to get Moses' attention, and if he woke the boy Samuel up in the middle of the night to speak to him, perhaps I should learn to listen when I'm feeling "discontent" about something.