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Be Still




Be still and know that I am God...Psalm 46:10. This is my favorite verse. I share this favorite verse with a good friend. BE STILL. Ahhhh! The command to BE STILL is one that I don't follow often. I allow the busy-ness of life get in the way. BE STILL means stop.
BE STILL means listen.
BE STILL means believe...which leads me to the rest...AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD.

KNOW. Just know. Stop. Know. That's it. Today I will search for pockets of time amid the busy-ness to STOP and KNOW. It's important. It's faith living in me.


I wanted to share this amazing poem that I found on Momastery this week. I feel like if I followed the advice of scripture...and stopped and listened to God, that maybe I would hear this sometimes...




God Says Yes to Me
by Kaylin Haught
I asked God if it was okay to be melodramatic
and she said yes
I asked her if it was okay to be short
and she said it sure is
I asked her if I could wear nail polish
or not wear nail polish
and she said honey
she calls me that sometimes
she said you can do just exactly
what you want to
Thanks God I said
And is it even okay if I don’t paragraph
my letters
Sweetcakes God said
who knows where she picked that up
what I’m telling you is
Yes Yes Yes
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  1. Holly MuellerApril 30, 2015 at 8:56 AM

    That poem made me laugh. I just started Carry On, Warrior by her (Glennon Doyle Melton) and know I am going to love it. I'm sure some of her topics will become future Spiritual Journey themes! ;-)

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  2. Carol VarsalonaApril 30, 2015 at 3:15 PM

    Within the stillness there is a faithful voice that we need to listen to. What a fabulous song! I hung on to every word.

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  3. RamonaMay 1, 2015 at 12:49 AM

    Love your commitment to "search for pockets of time amid the busy-ness to STOP and KNOW." It's a blessing when we slow down, but hard to do.

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