Between the dreams and the regrets and the fears and trust and between all the things I want and the things I have… and somewhere between all the places I want to be and exactly where I am, I, more times than not, have to remind myself of one thing…. Be still. I’ve always strived to quiet my soul the way I’ve taught myself to quiet my mouth but its so hard. So so hard. On any given morning I can muster up a thousand things to worry about before breakfast and can fill notebooks of lists that need to be checked off, but in the end it leaves me tired and feeling like I just ran a mile to catch the last bus that already left. Somehow this worry always leaves me empty handed. So this is why I feel that God is always trying to take me to a place where I can learn to be still. This is why I feel He always wants to remind me. Even writing this I feel that I am being reminded and taught of exactly what God wants for my life, because if I can be honest these past few years I’ve been dotting all my question marks and digging through the dirt trying to find the answers, and I’ve been hanging out on my own cross asking God the very same thing Jesus asked Him in the middle of the hustle of Calvary… “why have you forsaken me?”… and maybe, just maybe, the why is answered in 1 Kings 19. Maybe the why is because God isn’t in the rush of my anxious thoughts and He isn’t in the earthquakes of my heart…. maybe He isn’t in between the lines of all my unchecked lists and He isn’t somewhere in the middle of the eraser shavings due to all my mistakes. Maybe He’s the whisper in the wind. He’s in the stillness. He’s peace.