Be Still

Morning came and I slipped out the back door. I didn’t know the river would be cloaked in fog. I wasn’t expecting to see only this one glorious tree, hugging the hillside, inviting me to be still and listen for His voice. I came seeking Him and needing to be filled.

Hungry-hearted, I stood still. Hushed.

“Be still and know that I am God. I will be exalted in the nations. I will be exalted in the earth.” (Psalm 46:9-11)

And I watched as warm morning light seeped slowly through the haze, revealing soft blue above.

“Oh, send out Your light and Your truth, let them lead me. Let them bring me to Your holy hill and to Your dwelling.” (Psalm 43:3)

Two swans appeared. Tranquility.

“You will keep in perfect peace, whose mind in stayed on You, because he trusts in You.” (Isaiah 26:3)

The day rushes on.

But I come back to this spot in the afternoon, where the light and shadows play, where the tree hugs the hillside. I want to savor summer’s last days of light and warmth.
I have to take time to sit and really see. This day will pass too quickly, just like all of life does and I want to enjoy it.

I find my heart is far too anxious, with a few fears here and some worries over there and I just need to sit and drink in all the beauty and let Him minister to my soul.

How can death and decay be so beautiful?
A leaf fades, yet His glory is revealed.

We sit and laugh.

Grass tickles little toes that will one day be big man feet, just like his daddy’s.

Let us savor the moments.

Thank You, Lord, for the gift of today. In a world where busyness seems better, teach us to be still. Fill us up with You.


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