Be Still

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It’s been a while since I’ve stopped to write on my blog. In fact it’s been a while since I’ve stopped to do anything. My world has been quite busy since May but I have enjoyed all of the activity. I’ve been to Texas to teach Redemptive gifts, one of my favorite things to do: joined a family reunion on the beach with 45 members of the wonderful Carroll Clan; hosted a retreat for 14 awesome Delta prayer warriors; visited with friends from Israel; prayed on land; researched for a major prayer initiative; and have done a lot of computer time planning for an up coming trip to Israel. In all of these activities, I’m been giving out and now my tank is pretty close to empty. I’ve loved every moment of this month, but now I hear my Father saying: Be Still.

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Cousins at Reunion

When I’m in a busy season, I seem to think that everything depends on me to get it done. I’m in charge and there is always one more thing to do.

It’s a hard thing to simply Be. Still. Ever been there? On a fast track? Praying for strength each day? Our God is so amazing. I have found strength each day and have been surprised at the stamina He has given me. Some days I’d find myself saying, “Not bad for an old girl like you!” His strength has been and always will be sufficient.

But now it is time to stop. Time to Be Still.

As my friend Anne would say, “YBH?” “Yes, But How?”

I’m trying to pull in, reach deep and Be Still. But it is hard to just stop.

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Peggy Lowery Photo

Breath deeply. Rest. ‘Consider the lilies.’ As I walk in my yard, I do see the lilies, but I see the weeds that need to be pulled up too.

 

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Peggy Lowery Photo

‘Look at the birds of the air.’ I see the birds AND the feeder that needs fresh seed and the birdbath that needs cleaning.

As Emily Freeman would say, “Take a moment to let your soul breathe.”

Remember the Riotous Sunset? Remember the Selah? Remember the 60 second vacation? Stop and Be Still. Cast all of my cares on Him. So I force myself to stop looking at weeds and see the beauty. I listen to the sounds of the birds, neighbors on mowers and let the birdbath stay dirty.

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Peggy Lowery Photo

I am being still.

It’s no longer a command, but a quiet reminder that My Father is certainly big enough to take care of the next thing. The birds won’t starve if they don’t have fresh seed and the weeds will be there next week. I sit in my swing and look around. In all of my busyness, the world around me never missed a beat. I can rest assured My Father has it all under control and I can be at peace.

Not only can I ‘Be still,” I can truly “Know that He is God.” I can allow His presence to gently take away the anxiety of ‘the next thing.’ I can treasure the quietness of the moment. I can look up and see His beauty in His creation.

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Peggy Lowery Photo

Truly I’m learning to simply Be Still.

 

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