Written by Michan Myer
GOD: Be still and know that I am...
ME: Seriously?! Still?! With this Shakespeare paper to write, and the spaghetti sauce perma-gluing to the pot in the sink, and the kids' school-picture day tomorrow?! Still?! (shrugs) Sorry, not happening. I mean, I'd like to and all, but I've got this RUN article to write, and the Ministry Report for church and I still haven't folded those three loads of laundry piled in the rocking chair...
GOD: Peace, be still.
ME: Hah. Peace. That's a good one. Four kids and a husband and ministry coordinators and professors and the dance teacher and the karate sensei and everyone else needs something. I just don't have a minute for peace.
GOD: Can you hear My still, small voice?
ME: What?! I can't hear you. The dishwasher's running and the kids are getting rowdy. Just write it down and leave it over there on the desk-I'll get to it before bed, really.
GOD: Michan, I love you, and I miss you.
I go busily about my day--taking care of the kids, cleaning the house, doing my homework-and I hear NOTHING. God's note-His Word-sits untouched atop a pile of school books and kids' homework papers needing to be signed, and I am oblivious.
Several Days Later...
I am so busy and stressed out that I nearly break down in the Church office. It's just too much. How am I supposed to do this?! Everything I have to give is spent, and I'm empty. I've been on auto-pilot for months. Crystal and I are sitting at the kitchen table doing homework, and she plays this song.
...and I am SILENT. I know the song; I can sing along with the words-but I never really listened before. My heart hurts and tears well up in my eyes, and I finally FEEL GOD and HEAR GOD and KNOW that I've been missing Him by just "going through the motions." I am so TIRED of this!!! Something has to give... and I know just what it is...
ME: God, here's my everything-It's not much, but it's
Yours!
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I call you BLESSED!