Be still and know. Still? Goodness if you knew me you’d know absolutely 110% that is the hardest word in my personal action vocabulary. (deep breathe) Aaa.. During the moments when I move, I go on my early morning jogs or walks. I sometimes throw my camera in the passenger seat. I will catch moments like this. The stillness of Grayton beach. I can’t explain it:
Grayton like glass. When I see this it reminds me to be still and know. (Psalm 46:10)
Ok, God… I am listening. I’m listening more now in my very late 30’s than I ever have. My twenties were filled with loads of movement. There was minimal stillness. I wondered how I get there and when I would arrive. Just recently, I learned that all this rushing is rooted in being rushed as a child. I didn’t like that. My soul is full of fire, but I do not like to be rushed. I like to create… to hold space for something to evolve… and to make it excellent. Thus, as I soon enter the last year in my 30’s I commit to be still more often. I commit to listen. To move with wisdom.
Still. To be still and know. To come back to God’s creation. To not rush anything.
Good things really do take time.
Blessings,
Sarah Elizabeth
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