When does one find the time to be still when each day runs at a constant pace? When does one be still before the Lord, listen to His still, small voice?
Perhaps there is no need for physical stillness and every need to be still in Him in the little moments. Perhaps it is in those seconds that I sense Him most.
Perhaps I can hear Him while I am steeping my tea between storybooks. Perhaps I can hear Him as I walk to the mailbox. Perhaps I can hear Him in those bleary hours of the night when I am nursing a teething baby.
Perhaps.
Perhaps there is no need for physical stillness and every need to be still in Him in the little moments. Perhaps it is in those seconds that I sense Him most.
Perhaps I can hear Him while I am steeping my tea between storybooks. Perhaps I can hear Him as I walk to the mailbox. Perhaps I can hear Him in those bleary hours of the night when I am nursing a teething baby.
Perhaps.
Kristin
Strange as it may sound, I find that the time I spend doing dishes is the quietest part of my day. Now if I could train myself to listen.
ReplyDeleteThanks again Kristin for such an inspiring and encouraging blog. :)
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