Today, I awoke and begrudgingly pulled myself out of my comfortable and warm bed. As I prepped my coffee and waited for it to brew, I was stopped for a moment by the stillness. I peered out out my window and there was fresh laden snow and ice. The neighborhood was quiet. There was barely a stirring. I, unlike most, had to report to work. I didn't get the luxury of sleeping in or taking a morning off.
But there was a gift in the midst of the stillness. The gift was stillness (though I didn't realize it until now).
Complete.
Quiet.
Stillness.
In my life, I am always filling the silence. The silence is uncomfortable for me. Even in waiting for tasks to be completed or for a friend to communicate with me, I oftentimes fail miserably. I get uncomfortable. So, I try to fill the silence with noise.
But what the situation calls for is what I'm trying to avoid--stillness. Silence. Meditation. Thought.
Over the past few weeks, I've had different situations come up. Change is apparent. And the Lord is crying out to me: Be still and know that I am God. Be still and know. Be still. Be.
All you've ever needed is found in me. It's found in the quiet moments. Wait. Don't try to push the door down. Wait for me to help you open it. My timing is perfect. For that conversation. For restoration. For desires to be fulfilled. For you to hear my voice. But you need to be still and expect that I will move. Trust me. Don't be afraid of the barrenness. Don't be afraid of the stillness. Embrace it. And watch me move...
And so just as the stillness echoed throughout nature today, so my heart is being disciplined to do the same. I can't control it all. It's all in his hands. My role is to trust and to lean heavily upon His strength--not my own.
So thankful to find beauty in the barrenness...
But there was a gift in the midst of the stillness. The gift was stillness (though I didn't realize it until now).
Complete.
Quiet.
Stillness.
In my life, I am always filling the silence. The silence is uncomfortable for me. Even in waiting for tasks to be completed or for a friend to communicate with me, I oftentimes fail miserably. I get uncomfortable. So, I try to fill the silence with noise.
But what the situation calls for is what I'm trying to avoid--stillness. Silence. Meditation. Thought.
Over the past few weeks, I've had different situations come up. Change is apparent. And the Lord is crying out to me: Be still and know that I am God. Be still and know. Be still. Be.
All you've ever needed is found in me. It's found in the quiet moments. Wait. Don't try to push the door down. Wait for me to help you open it. My timing is perfect. For that conversation. For restoration. For desires to be fulfilled. For you to hear my voice. But you need to be still and expect that I will move. Trust me. Don't be afraid of the barrenness. Don't be afraid of the stillness. Embrace it. And watch me move...
And so just as the stillness echoed throughout nature today, so my heart is being disciplined to do the same. I can't control it all. It's all in his hands. My role is to trust and to lean heavily upon His strength--not my own.
So thankful to find beauty in the barrenness...
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