“Be still and know,” echoed in my mind long after the song ended. Still enough to see. Still enough to hear. Still enough to raise my cupped hands with my paltry offering, all that I have and all that I am in one handful. I offer it to God, hush my thoughts, and wait for the knowing.
And with the part of me that won’t quiet, I give thanks.
Thanks for the pain that stopped me in my tracking race.
Thanks for the awareness of heart pain of others.
Thanks for the dark night that shook my hands from their grasping after perfection.
Thanks for the grace of now.
And as I wait — finally stilled — the nail-scarred hand reaches out and receives my gift.
What can he do with so little? I can’t write like Ann Voskamp, or sing like Nicole Nordeman, or teach like Beth Moore.
But he smiles. And even as he did on the hillside over two millennia ago, he thanks the father and blesses. He transforms my offering into nourishment for others.
He whispers that no one can love my family or friends in the unique way that I can.
No one else can be me (or you).
My life, his gift.
I receive my life again from his hand, and give thanks as he feeds the poor and hurting and hungry from the little I offer him.
And in the process, I hear the mountains sing of their great Creator.
I see his power in the crest of the wave.
His perfection in the flight of the hummingbird.
I know his tenderness in the baby seal.
I feel his delight in the grace of my granddaughter in her gymnastics routine.
I taste his goodness on walks by snow melt streams,
and the sweetness of friends I’ve never seen, but love across the invisible lines of the Internet.
I don’t need to be on a hillside in Galilee to see the miracle.
Be still and know.
He is here.
God is a safe place to hide, ready to help when we need him.
We stand fearless at the cliff-edge of doom, courageous in seastorm and earthquake,
Before the rush and roar of oceans, the tremors that shift mountains.
Jacob-wrestling God fights for us, God-of-Angel-Armies protects us Ps 46:1-3 The Message He says, “Be still, and know that I am God” Psalm 46:10 NIV
Have you had a Be Still season?
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