Still. A word. A lesson. A knowing. A whisper given to me what seems a lifetime ago. When will I learn this word, this lesson, this knowing, when will it sink deep into my heart? Into my soul? When will it become the inherent will that I turn to in the moment? Instead I run, a full sprint. My mind racing, how do I fix this? What do I do next? Why do I not have answers? Why is every turn so difficult? Shaken. Breathless. Completely broken. Then I hear it. Once again. The whisper. A word. A lesson. A knowing. Still. And I breath it in, and it washes over me, through me, and there it is… peace. Peace in the knowing. Peace that He is my God.
By His grace alone,
Every Friday Gypsy Mama hosts 5 Minute Friday. Five minutes to just write, be free. Five minutes flat of writing, no editing, just writing. The subject a word, a single word. This is my first time learning of these five minutes. With the word still, the word whispered to my heart over and over. So I had to write. I hope you will too, then link back to Gypsy Mama. And don’t forget to check out who wrote before you.