This post comes late, I know. We are already two weeks into the year — and really, how is January going so fast? I’m not sure if I am keeping up with January right now. Then again, I’m not sure if I am keeping up with life in general. In the stillness of winter and the dark months, it seems like this year brings change. There are doors opening, miracles happening. And I mostly feel like I am struggling to hold it all in my hands.
I do see it, though. How this would be what God is building in my heart, in me. Letting go is what is so often required of me. Of us, really. I am just one of those who struggle with it quite a bit. Yet it is in the torrents of life, with all the spinning and dwindling — that I notice I don’t need to be on top of every single thing.
I didn’t pray for a word of the year this year. I honestly quite love the concept; the intention of praying and seeking out what God’s purpose is for the year. I have done this a few times. Yet last year, I didn’t feel like it was something that I should do. This year, I didn’t feel like putting in the effort. So I didn’t pray for a word this year. There were goals that I set; some specific intentions God put on my heart. I thought that would be enough. I thought that was plenty.
As it so often is, God had different plans. I have learned through experience — that His ways are always better than mine. Though I still am rebellious and stubborn sometimes, taking my way.
There are these two words, that I have come across often these days. These two words challenge me, in ways I am not sure I’m comfortable with.
I have this cup, gifted to me one Christmas by my best friend. The cup, it looks just like me. You know those cups, the ones that you just love because — well, it is like you. This one, it has a Bible verse printed on the inside of the rim. Yes, that one exact Bible verse.
“Be still, and know that I am God” (Psalm 46:10)
So that has become my word of the year for 2018. Be still. Wait; quiet down. Be still. Stop striving. Stop achieving. Be still.