Soothing balm to my anxious heart....Be still, and know...
Life happens, emotions swirl, heart hurts....and He beckons me to Be still...
I strive, I toil, trying to fix, trying to orchestrate....Be still...my beloved...be still.
Relationships crumble, plans fail...be still, and know.
It is a difficult divine whisper to hear, amid the clamor and the chaos. This urging to "be still"...doesn't come naturally to my flesh...
But my Spirit basks in it...yearns for it.
The pages of my Bible are tattered and stained at the site of this passage... it is a passage He draws me back to, again, and again, and yet again.
Because somehow...I don't live here. Instead, I rest, I recoup...then I pull up my bootstraps and head back into the storm.
This time is different. I observe the storm raging, some days more than others...and humbly realize my place in it. Not so much in the braving of the crashing winds and enduring the torrential rains beating fiercely upon my face. But rather, tucked deeply away in the safety and comfort of His presence.
In stillness I wait....
Be still, cease striving (the NAS reminds me)...and know that I am God.
It is not yours to control, it is not yours to weather...for He longs to show me the tiny, calm center that is in the midst of every storm, that is Himself.
And so in this early morning, as a thunderstorm booms in the darkness, and rain pours down outside my window...I am stilled...and my soul is quieted.
Knowing...Resting...Waiting....
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