The Work of Being Still
Working to be still.
That’s where I am right now.
I’m in over my head, it’s certain (but don’t you go worrying…it’s not bad, I promise). The details that need to be worked out in the next few months feel more like a NASA rocket launch than a possible move (a fabulous and gigantic leap as my husband seeks to change careers, go back to school, and move us across the country). …and I’m no rocket scientist, and there are more question marks and “if’s” than answers, BUT in all of the splendid chaos, as I abide, I hear the call:
It might seem smart to work out every tiny detail of our families special needs, and I’m not saying I’m not trying to figure the pieces out. I am, but I’m trying to do it slow.
I LOVE to be ahead of the game. But sometimes ahead is behind. Fast is slow…you know, like shopping for a house, 6 months before you are going to move/buy, at the neglect of family, home, self.
All the good things happen in the slow, but the work of nothingness always shouts above it.
They both call my name right now: the work of being still and the work of nothingness. The work of being still doesn’t have the fancy ads and the immediate allure, but it quietly calls. The work of being still calls from the journal, from the laundry room, the kitchen sink, the floors. It calls in the children’s books on the shelves and tender curls on little heads.
The work of nothingness calls loud from my computer, from my phone, from my fears. The work of nothingness begs me to line ducks in rows, as if! …as if I had the power to keep them there. It begs me to plan and expect and to treat all URGENT things (all beeps, vibrations, tones and banners) as if they were IMPORTANT.
Today, may I…
may we –
slow. May we work in the stillness. May we put my phone in a drawer. May we close the computer and call a friend. May we give the important power over the urgent…now. here. in the work of being still. May we pray, may we abide in The Word (the best nourishment to grow stillness).
Stillness does not happen without work. Stillness must be cultivated. The weeds will overtake the place if we do not work to grow the stillness. AND, not only that, when we are still, the battle isn’t ours…it’s not about our lines of rubber duckies forever being blown away – The battle is HIS.
The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” – Exodus 14:14
What are some weeds in your life?
How are you nourishing stillness?