Total silence. Sitting in our 3rd home in 14 months. Kids just took off to serve with the youth at church. Brent is at meetings. I’m sitting in this new town, in a new living room, with total silence.
I try to arrange some sort of focused thought. Any topic, I don’t care much, just a thought. And, nothing.
I get frustrated. I start coming down on myself. Tam, where are your passions? What happened to them? Where is your creativity? What happened to it? Where is your sense of adventure? Where did it go?
Calm down. It’s all there. Somewhere.
I realize I need to cut myself some slack. We’ve been on quite the journey lately. I barely even know my left from my right these days.
So, I’m going to give myself permission to just sit for a minute. To not feel I have to think about anything specific or world changing…just for a minute.
It’s ok.
I am going to sit here in the quiet and lean my ear into the breath of God. I know it is from Him that my mind and thoughts need to be re-filled again.
When is the last time you’ve given yourself permission to just…be?
Be still and know that He is God…
Wow. I'm right there with you. I'm trying to remember the last time that I was still before the Lord and waited patiently for Him. The key word there is patiently. I've done the be still and wait for a couple of minutes thing, but not a true wait of patience. Praying for you and then I'll stop so that maybe I can be quiet for a bit at Jesus' feet. Love you.
Kinda had to do that this year… put it all on hold and "lean my ear". You and Brent played a part in that transition when I visited. Your life is inspiring to so many, even when you can't exactly see it at the moment.
Letting go and learning to flow is a beautiful way to live.
I got diagnosed with Fibromyalgia about 2 months ago, and it has " truly shut me down" on certain days. Being normally a FULL career driven, ministry driven mom of three. I was scared. I couldn't get enough strength to grasp a mayo lid or open a door. As I laid "helpless" as I thought across my bed. I sunk deep inside of me, to find that energy, to find my voice, and find someone to open that Mayo jar.
His name is the Great I am
He's giving me the tenacity to sit in Him, rest in Him (selah)
We sung the particular song last week, called "the great I am" I'm sharing it with you, although I could barely stand to sing it, I rejoiced eventhough. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2Yh4exnBU0&fe…
My family knows this feeling as well! We have just recently moved from Colorado to Oklahoma City. Moving in our home this week. We are integrating kids into new schools, new youth groups, etc…!