All of my writing this week has come, quickly, like rapid fire. The thought, the words all etched on my heart and burned into my mind until I have, have, have to write it down. The pictures I can see before the story is told.
Today, I am paused, settled...
Genesis 2:3 - Then God blessed the seventh day and made it holy, because on it he rested from all the work of creating that he had done.
I am not in awe of myself, please don't misunderstand. I am in complete awe of all the conversations I've had this week. The God moments I've witnessed, the pure answers to prayers when I wasn't looking.
Today, especially today, I've been feeling like I just need to be in the word. I need to be more present in reading and absorbing.
I have this mental picture of dancing with my Father. Staying right here; inside this box. This is his space and this is my space; side to side we move. I am just taking it all in.
Tonight in my reading I am lead to the surrounding verses of Philippians 4:6 which I had ignored before but that, tonight, catch my breath....
5 Let your gentleness be known to all men. The Lord is at hand. 6 Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with Thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God. 7 and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
And with that, the thin sheets of my Bible, the white of this page... He speaks, slow and simple. His words work my soul. I have peace. I am in awe.
I am humbled and thankful.