I got home from the gym and running errands hungry and a little tired. I desperately needed a shower but I had to get the milk in the fridge and meat in the freezer. My lunch sat on the counter taunting me as my stomach growled. I finally got all the groceries put away and everything cleaned up. But, there was one more thing I needed to do before I could sit down and eat. I went around and lit my candles. Sounds silly, but the moment I lit those candles, my blood pressure came down. I realized in that moment that I needed space.
"Be still and know that I am God..." Psalm 46:10
A friend and I were talking the other day and she was telling me that she has just discovered that she needs about one hour per week to herself. Time to be away from the family and life's responsibilities and just be. I totally understood where she was coming from. We know we need space but oftentimes, we don't allow it. God was onto something when he told us to be still. He knew that we are go-getters. If you are anything like me, rest is difficult. Being still does not come easy but man, is it ever necessary.
Last summer before school started I began being asked what I was going to do with all my spare time now that all three boys were going to be in school. It got to the point where I loathed that question. What do you think I am going to do? I can list about 80,000 items on my to-do list as we speak. It was almost as if my value came from my doing more than anything else. Forget sitting down and having a lunch break. My time must be filled with errands, laundry, PTO meetings, and volunteering where ever and whenever possible.
Can I just say, that while I do have responsibilities that can fill every moment of every day while the boys are at school, I have found the value in making space to pause. I have realized that rest can supersede busy and that's not a bad thing.
God wasn't joking nor was he making a suggestion for us to be still. He meets us most in the uncomfortable place of rest. His voice is loudest when we stop. Our souls are nourished and we are sanctified with Christ when we lay the list aside and don't move.
Create space today. Light a candle. Turn the radio and phone off in carpool. Rest. Breath. Recharge. Listen for the whisper. He speaks loudest when we decide to be still.
Love & Blessings,
Meg
"Be still and know that I am God..." Psalm 46:10
A friend and I were talking the other day and she was telling me that she has just discovered that she needs about one hour per week to herself. Time to be away from the family and life's responsibilities and just be. I totally understood where she was coming from. We know we need space but oftentimes, we don't allow it. God was onto something when he told us to be still. He knew that we are go-getters. If you are anything like me, rest is difficult. Being still does not come easy but man, is it ever necessary.
Last summer before school started I began being asked what I was going to do with all my spare time now that all three boys were going to be in school. It got to the point where I loathed that question. What do you think I am going to do? I can list about 80,000 items on my to-do list as we speak. It was almost as if my value came from my doing more than anything else. Forget sitting down and having a lunch break. My time must be filled with errands, laundry, PTO meetings, and volunteering where ever and whenever possible.
Can I just say, that while I do have responsibilities that can fill every moment of every day while the boys are at school, I have found the value in making space to pause. I have realized that rest can supersede busy and that's not a bad thing.
God wasn't joking nor was he making a suggestion for us to be still. He meets us most in the uncomfortable place of rest. His voice is loudest when we stop. Our souls are nourished and we are sanctified with Christ when we lay the list aside and don't move.
Create space today. Light a candle. Turn the radio and phone off in carpool. Rest. Breath. Recharge. Listen for the whisper. He speaks loudest when we decide to be still.
Love & Blessings,
Meg
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