“Be still, and know that I am God”
Psalm 46:10

Remember the Sabbath Day, to keep it holy.
Genesis 20:8
I heard a lovely talk about the gift of Sabbath last week, and it’s really got me thinking about stillness.
In her talk, the speaker talked about our cultural epidemic of non-stop.  We’ve made over-working into something noble.
Have you ever wondered if all the running around and over-working is worth it?
Have you ever wondered if in the hustle and bustle that we’ve allowed into our daily lives, we might be missing something better?
These are really, really hard questions to spend time with – because we know, before we even finish asking them, what the answer is going to be.
No, it’s not worth it.
Yes, we’re missing something.
And we also know that the something we are missing is God.
Sure, we might squeeze in going to church or reading our Bible into the crazy we’ve created, but are we being still?
Are we leaving space for God to be with us and for us to really be with God?
Don’t get me wrong, I think God can work with what God is given, but man, can you imagine what God might do with more?
More time, more space, more you?
Sabbath, resting, being still – whatever you need to call it – is a gift, time where we only do the things that bring us life.  Only things that remind us who we are, and WHOSE we are.
How long has it been since you’ve taken a day or even an hour and only done things that make you more you?

The word STILL in today’s uplift scripture can be translated as relax,sink down, let go, be quiet, or even be idle.

We don’t really value being idle in our culture, but GOD DOES.  God values stillness because it is there where we can best be who we are created to be – and that is a child of God.

You are a child of God. Let that promise be with you today.
Sit with it.
Sink down with it.
Be idle and quiet with this promise wrapped around you like a blanket.

And see what God does with the gift of stillness.
Be still! Just now be still!
Something your soul has never heard, 
something unknown to any song of bird, 
something unknown to any wind or wave or star, 
a message from the Father’s land afar, 
that with sweet joy the homesick soul will thrill,
and comes to you only when you’re still. (unknown)

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s