I don’t normally think of God as still. He’s moving, doing, being. Changing hearts, healing lives.
But today I sit in the stillness of His presence. He’s entirely undisturbed.
Still. As we talk. As I get distracted by the things to do today and wonder about the things of tomorrow. He waits patiently.
Still. He’s still the one I rely on. The peace in my storm. Up until today, in the present moment, and in the moments to come, He’ll still be God.
The One who rescues me. My Love.
I’m not always sure what He’s up to. But still, I rest in full confidence of His love.
He quiets me with His stillness. His gentle voice. The still small voice of His calm instruction. When I feel storms rage all around me, He leads me to quiet waters for the refreshing of my soul. His still waters run deep.
This post is part of Five Minute Friday’s, a five minute weekly reflection on a word prompt. No edits, no do overs, just write. “No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation. Unscripted. Unedited. Real.”
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