All it took was cutting one slice of bread.
Such a simple task, yet I complicated it
the moment the knife hit my thumb instead of the bread.
8 stitches later
I got the message loud and clear
especially while I was getting sown up
because it was the most peaceful experience~
as I was forced to
BE STILL.
Moments before
when I picked up the slicing weapon,
I kept telling myself
to SLOW DOWN.
I didn't think I was rushing,
yet my whole being was so overly excited
as moments later
my house would be filled with
precious hearts
ready and willing to gather together
to share their hearts as we talked about the main guest~
JESUS~
as our small group was about to meet.
So as I was preparing the meal,
in my excitement &
even though I kept repeating in my head
SLOW DOWN~
it happened.
Not a pretty sight.
a repeated performance from the week before
when the same knife
took a slice in my other finger,
yet I was able to doctor that one myself.
This one was way too big for a bandaid to hide the evidence.
How many times does GOD have to get my attention?
Is it going to take 8 more fingers to get sliced
before I listen to that small whisper telling me
to
BE STILL
&
SLOW DOWN
~even while I am doing something
~even when I am overly excited
~even when I doing anything & everything.
Even though I didn't think I was rushing
I was.
I think I should have taken some advice from
Martha~
“'Martha, Martha,' the Lord answered, 'you are worried and upset about many things,
but few things are needed—or indeed only one.'" (Luke 10:41)
And from Mary~
"'Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.'” (Luke 10:42)
Even when I in the midst of doing life.
To be kneeling at
the feet of JESUS
even when I am standing.
To be resting at the
feet of JESUS
even when I am wide awake.
To be so overly filled with excitement,
yet so peacefully calm
because I am at the feet of JESUS
because
JESUS is PEACE~
always.
Oh the
RAG of RUSHING
that steals moments
from the precious moments that we have
because we are somewhere else than where we are
so we really aren't in the moment
of where GOD has us.
I am not only exchanging my knife for a plastic one
but as I type with my throbbing thumb
I am exchanging
RUSHING
for
HIS PEACE
that is available to me
and available to you
every second
~no matter where you are
~no matter what you are feeling
~mo matter you are doing
because
we can be kneeling at
HIS FEET
even while we are standing.
FROM RAGS TO RICHES~
RUSHING no more
because we will be
"STILL" (listen to song below)