This has been a season of w a i t i n g.
for daddy's health test results.
for job applications.
for phone calls.
for emails.
for responses.
for answers to prayers.
for answers to prayers.
In all this waiting, I have grown restless--inexplicably so.
In this strangely difficult period of somuchfreetime, God has been teaching me:
1) I am so awful at resting. Not just physically but spirituallymentallyemotionally.
2) I am full of myself and a taste of humble pie once in a while will do me much good.
3) He is worthy of worship--a worship not contingent on my circumstances.
Because while I simply want to do do do, He simply i s.
In the crushing cries of rejection and dejection,
I hear His sweet whisper
I hear His sweet whisper
“Be still, and know that I am God;I will be exalted among the nations,I will be exalted in the earth.”
-Psalm 46:10
Lord, teach me to be still.
So so very still.