still, still, still… {be still and know that I am God}

a few times a week they run, thumping up the stairs, breathless in panicked joy –
“run! hurry! it’s almost done and this sunset is the most beautiful one ever!”

i’m tempted to stay rooted to my seat. it’s windy. it’s chilly. i’m settled.

(be still and know that I am God.)

 

harvey cedars sunset angela sackett b

 

but settled in my seat isn’t equal to settled in my heart, for often i’m restless with hurry-sickness,
frustrated at all i don’t accomplish.

so oddly, i need to run to find the stillness.

(be still.)

 

harvey cedars sunset angela sackett

 

the wind whips. i’m in slippers and sweatpants, and i’ve unknowingly (until later, when i arrive home breathless and my daughter giggles on seeing me), donned my scarf as a hat, bouncing down my back as i go. but i run after my boys, whose hearts are wide and wondrous at the sight of Creation, near to turning in for the night.

 

contemplating stillness angela sackett a

 

the clouds roll and tumble, and somehow, in the chaos, there is peace. in the rumble, there is silence of heart. and in the movement, i am still.

 

still still still angela sackett

 

“the winds and the waves shall obey Thy will,
Peace, be still!
whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea,
or demons or men, or whatever it be,
no water can swallow the ship where lies
The Master of ocean, and earth, and skies;
They all shall sweetly obey Thy will,
Peace, peace be still.”
(mary ann baker)

 

 

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