Be still. And know. That I. Am. God.
Be. Be still.
This morning was rushing fast by me again. Lately it’s felt like that’s the way my entire day goes. Rushing. Fast. Swirling me along with it. Baby, homeschool, laundry, meal planning and making, answering a gazillion questions, working a small side gig as time affords and all the while keeping the atmosphere open and pleasant between the small humans. My days go by SO FAST! This morning was no exception. Got up before the baby to make a phone call, finish up yesterday’s dishes and wash the floor that got swept but not washed at bedtime because the energy gauge showed EE (Excessively Empty). I made baked oatmeal and then took care of the babe and hugged the next one who was also waking up hungry.
I needed a little breather. So, I stepped outside with my cup of coffee for a couple breaths of fresh air. Yeah, it was re-warmed—a yours truly “mom” cup of coffee. But the fresh cold air combined with the warmth of the mug as I wrapped my hand around it made all the rush of the morning fade. Funny what little things can ground me and bring me back into the Presence. I gave simple thanks and felt the tension slip away a little at a time. ‘Thank you, God. Thank you for your presence. You are here. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.’ That was it. Amazing how simple thanks can turn a ship around. A few simple words from my heart. A re-warmed cup of coffee. Deep breaths of cool, refreshing air. Silence. Just silence and awareness of a presence bigger than me. Pure gold.
Sometimes you just need to push pause for a few minutes and let silence do its work.
I wondered as I drank that mug of coffee how I got to the rushed, exhausted place so fast? I was about to follow a smoke trail and figure it out…but that never happened. This time I just let myself be in His presence. It was as comforting to me as the warmth of the cup of coffee my hands were wrapped around while I stood there in the cold. I’ve been thinking since then.
Maybe sometimes what’s more important than figuring out how I’ve gotten off track and out of peace is knowing how to find my way back to God and the warmth of His presence. From that place, I can choose to surrender to peace instead of anxiety, quietness instead of rushed-ness, being instead of doing.
If there’s more that needs figured out after that it will happen much faster and with less energy as I live from that place of reconnected-ness with His presence and peace.
Not everything is mine to do, but this one thing for sure is mine to do: Be. Be still.
Be still and know that HE is God. And then live from that spot.
Happy week, y’all! And remember to pause and take a couple minutes to just be.
February 3, 2021
by Vera Smoker
Hi there! I am Vera, blessed wife of one and mom to three wonderful little people who make my world go round. I am an unashamed lover of Jesus, passionate about authentic relationships rooted within the identity that comes first from my relationship with Him. I’m a lover of good books, fat journals, sunsets and sunrises, long quiet country walks, and time with my family around campfires or on our front porch. Growth and mentorship are high on the list of values for me and I always thrill when I get to celebrate the wonderful journey of growth and discovery with others. The Hubs and I both love hosting so come relax with us sometime and we will chat the time away and connect over a good cup of coffee or chai!
Look at Me Flash Cards
Look at Me Flash Cards include eight sets of eight flash cards (64 total) with each set focusing on an area of the body. With a set for each body, ears, eyes, feet, hands, heart, mind, and mouth words of life are being spoken over each area not only for their physical wellbeing, but their spiritual health and strengthening forever.
Gah. It’s good. The end of the week is almost here and I’m tired. But it’s a good kind of tired. I’ve been challenging myself to ‘stay present’ more lately and while it definitely takes more emotional energy, it’s been so rich. It’s easy to stay glibly present in good moments, but the hard ones? Those are the ones I have tended to run from.
Kintsugi has always intrigued me. When a small dish from the treasury of my Grandma’s china that had been passed down to me broke the other week, I almost tossed it right into the trash can. But mid toss I stopped and said out loud, ‘No. Verna! She knows how to do kintsugi! I want to do that with this dish.’ At that point I immediately picked up the phone and put in my request for a little help and know-how for the project which turned into a fun morning and lunch together.
In the past, and sometimes still, I can find it difficult to slow down the intake and focus on being established instead of frantically going for more. I’m learning that it’s okay to give myself permission to listen to the same message or read the same chapter over and over again; to learn and re-learn a new habit; to move in peace and let the message or lesson sink deeply into my spirit.